Driving home last week a huge flock of crows came barreling out of the trees. I had to pull over into a parking lot and film their crazy antics.
I like to say “They’re Back!”. However, reality is it is getting dark later, so they are mobbing now around the time I go home.
Can’t get enough of their rowdy party before they go roost for the evening.
It always makes me wonder how they don’t manage to crash.
You know it is a mystery but I am betting on mind reading. R
I love crows, magnificent, very clever birds. Here in North Cyprus they form family groups to bring up their young, but tend to be much smaller groups and more solitary than the big crow colonies you’d see in Queensland and other parts of Australia. The crows here are hooded crows by the way.
We are the crow girls. Thanx for the kind caw. R