Wednesday, Many Crows
Feb. 15th, 2012 01:45 pmSo yesterday was pretty much blah and not worth remembering? NOT SO THIS MORNING, because I saw one of THESE:

YOU GUYS. THAT IS A GREAT HORNED OWL. OMG. I heard blue jays squawking, and then they were joined by an entire consortium of crows, both sets of birds shouting at the tops of their little avian lungs. So I got up to see what the hell was going on, and they were all in our neighbor's tree by our back yard, along with the owl. Who was just sitting there, being all dignified, swiveling his head every now and then to glare at the crows. I grabbed my binoculars and focused in, and the owl looked at me. He saw me, of this I am absolutely sure. Chango couldn't figure out why the crows were yelling -- she kept looking back and forth at them and at me, and finally decided it might be safer to stand behind me. *g* I stepped out onto the deck, and everyone took flight. The crows pursued the owl, still fussing and calling, until I couldn't hear them anymore.
It was so frickin' awesome.

YOU GUYS. THAT IS A GREAT HORNED OWL. OMG. I heard blue jays squawking, and then they were joined by an entire consortium of crows, both sets of birds shouting at the tops of their little avian lungs. So I got up to see what the hell was going on, and they were all in our neighbor's tree by our back yard, along with the owl. Who was just sitting there, being all dignified, swiveling his head every now and then to glare at the crows. I grabbed my binoculars and focused in, and the owl looked at me. He saw me, of this I am absolutely sure. Chango couldn't figure out why the crows were yelling -- she kept looking back and forth at them and at me, and finally decided it might be safer to stand behind me. *g* I stepped out onto the deck, and everyone took flight. The crows pursued the owl, still fussing and calling, until I couldn't hear them anymore.
It was so frickin' awesome.