In the last few months we’ve had crows hanging around the house. My mom says it’s because they know I’m writing about them. I think they like the garden and the bird baths.
They seem to get along, most of the time, with the resident magpies. In the spring a magpie was hanging out with a pair of crows, and seemed immensely pleased with itself. “Look at me; I’m at the big kids table!”
But now there are babies, crows and magpies, and there’s no getting along. There’s no sleeping, either! Damn birds are up at five in the morning, babies squawking for their parents, parents cawing to their babies. And scolding us every time we venture into the yard.
It’s like living in the middle of Wild Kingdom, in the centre of Calgary.
Maureen
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