Grasping for strawsgood fences this week, I experimented with some edits to share the ominous-looking crow (with a bit of fence in the background). This is the “dancing crow” from a previous post getting all up in my business again–demanding peanuts! Tough crowd!
Wild Bird Wednesday–American Crow, Adult and Juvenile
Crows are usually skittish, but lately, these two spend a fair amount of time in our yard. Often I hear the caw of the juvenile somewhere on the roof, and usually find the adult looking for food, or waiting for the juvenile to join it on a bare branch in the oak tree. Normally skittish, it seems odd the adult will sit atop the feeder pole, looking down at the empty dish until I fill it. Yes, I’m easily trained.
The smaller songbirds keep their distance until the crows leave–usually with a Northern Mockingbird on their tail, telling them they’ve worn out their welcome.
After my car’s oil change, I realized I wasn’t far from Ocean View city park in Norfolk. This is an area undergoing massive redevelopment along the shore of Chesapeake Bay. It has a history of crime, and the city is working hard to remove that scar from its body. Sadly, many citizens are displaced, no longer able to afford housing in that area.
I shouldn’t have been surprised when a scuffle ensued.
Apparently, a Ring-billed Gull ventured onto American Crow turf. The squawking could be heard over the entire park.
Back-up arrived, created a diversion…
…and the gull made its escape…
…and I got to practice birds-in-flight photography!
The American Crow is a large, stately bird, though quite skittish. Occasionally, they will visit our backyard for corn or peanuts. More often, they are found at the local shopping center hanging out with the seagulls, waiting for someone to toss a French fry their way.
The oldest recorded wild Crow lived to be 16-years-old. One in captivity lived 59 years.
No feathers or fur were flying–they seem to have a mutual respect for each other.
AnAmerican Crow was feasting on the platform–until this squirrel came along. The squirrel timidly approached, placed its front paws on the feeder, then backed off–several times. I don’t know what it said to the crow, but the crow hopped off and let the squirrel have a snack.
The crow walked around to the side of the feeder…
…it must have given the squirrel the stink eye, because it didn’t stay much longer.
Linking to Wild Bird Wednesday–come on over and see some beautiful birds from around the world. Everyone is welcome to link up their bird posts.