The little crows continue to be elusive and just darn hard to see. I can hear a couple of them but no true sightings yet.
Went to check on the two trees that I know have babies in them. On my way there I watched another nest under construction. Spotted the usual crow with sticks diving into the thick part of an evergreen tree. That dense growth is what makes it so hard to see them. Most nests are built in a thicket type area that you just can’t penetrate with even a high power zoom lens.
While I was searching the tree for the actual nest along came a gentlemen who I frequently see walking our neighborhood. My husband has nicknamed him “Walking Man”. I told him about the crow’s nest building endeavor. He proceeded to tell me how smart crows are and how he has observed them in the area for years. Ahhh another Crow Aficionado.
Proceeded to the two trees that two weeks ago I had heard baby crow crys. Sure enough the first one had the mama mama baby crow sounds echoing down the alley. No sighting of him or his parents this time. Was hoping to see the banded crow again so I could get a good photo but that wasn’t to be.
Next I wandered down to the tree on Roxbury but first went by a house on California Ave with the nicest treehouse I have ever seen. It is a mini of the modern house it sits in front of. I needed this photo for my blog on “Shelter”. That is the Sunday Post topic this week and I was collecting the local old and new backyard tree structures. So, I approached the Roxbury tree from a different direction than last time. The street is a bit steep here and I saw a BMW coming. I don’t trust anyone even on a residential street so I stepped over to the side. The lady waved me on because she was actually backing into her garage right next to my baby crow tree.
I walked up to where I got a shot of the nest two weeks ago and did a quick look. No sounds or crow activity to be seen. The lady in the BMW by this time had gotten out and was walking to her mail box. Perfect… I could ask her about the baby crow. What she told me was the opposite of “Walking Man”. NO she had not heard anything, nor did she care, nor did she like crows, nor did she even know there was a nest in the tree between her house and the neighbor. She told me they are noisy birds and she just didn’t like them. Of course, I told her how they are so smart and family orientated. She didn’t care. Funny thing, not more than a block away, I heard a rooster crowing. He was far louder than the crows in the area. Wonder what “Ms BMW” thinks of that?
Moral of the story, not everyone is a crow fan. But more important, baby crows are out there but still to be seen. Can’t wait to set my eyes on those little blue eyed black babies.