Archive for the ‘crows’ Category

Caww Cawww

Sunday, June 27th, 2010

Did you know crows are a lot like humans in how they socialize with one another? According to the Humane Society,

Offspring spend up to six years with their parents, helping to care for subsequent nestlings and learning parenting skills. Most crows do not survive past the first year of life. Those who do survive often live 17 years or more. (The oldest known wild American crow was 29 years old.) [This is the equivalent of human youth staying with their parents through their teens and longer!] The groups of crows in your backyard are extended families, usually numbering six to nine, which gather into larger groups to roost, a practice that protects them from predators.

Illustration by Honor C. Appleton from Fairy Tales by Hans Christian Andersen 1926

So, it makes sense that crows are so protective, cawwing and swooping when you come near their family members or that they remember when you were standing by a crow that died or if you harm or threaten a crow. It makes sense why a mother crow would seem absolutely crazy flying straight towards you despite your ability to harm her—just to protect her young.

I say to the mother crow, good for you, fearlessly love them while you can!

I feel crow-like this week, this month, this year, this life. I feel fiercely protective and unable to resist the urgent rise of worry that forms as inherently in me as breath. And I am swooping, hovering, and crazed in my attempts to keep you safe. I’m tired but never too tired. Never too tired but sometimes alone. Perhaps I’ll tell it to the crow…maybe they can understand.

Crow Girls (part 2)

Thursday, June 3rd, 2010

This seems to be a popular theme… crows and girls or crow girls…







Crow girls…

Wednesday, June 2nd, 2010

How lovely! =) Someone else can appreciate such a thought…

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Fully-trained human…

Monday, November 24th, 2008

Yes, I am a fully trained-human. The crows have me trained. I started feeding them on a regular basis a few months back. I put bread out on my porch and they take it. I did this daily for a few weeks. Its fun for me, I know, I am a geek. At any rate, I discovered the crows prefer peanuts to bread and so I switched to leaving gobs of peanuts every morning on my porch. There has been a learning curve here but not for the birds, for me.

They caw, then wait for their peanuts. This is a daily routine.

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Lesson 1 in the crows training program was teaching me their preferential diet. I learned they preferred peanuts over bread. They would leave the bread for last and gobble up the peanuts like they were going out of style.

Lesson 1 (a): Neighbors do not appreciate when you leave peanuts (or bread) on the shared walkway/porch. They get angry and show this anger in passive-aggressive ways, such as sweeping aggressively outside your door while hitting it repeatedly and forcefully with each stroke. Then later opening the door quickly trying to “catch” you feeding the birds, only to smile and shut their door calmly as if it doesn’t matter, never saying anything to you. I learned it was better to place the peanuts (and/or bread) on the ledge of the porch, rather than the walkway, and sweep up the mess after every feeding.

Lesson 2: Scheduled feedings. I have an irregular schedule. The birds…not so much. It just so happened that I would feed the birds in the morning when everyone left. It was a fluke really, not intended to create a pattern. The birds thought otherwise. One day I forgot to put peanuts out and they began cawwing. How cute. =) It reminded me to put the peanuts out, and so I did. A few days go by, I remember to feed them, no problem. Then, I fell asleep on my couch one morning and did not put peanuts out for them, oops. They tried to cawww outside my door but I was too sleepy. I thought to myself, “self, they can wait.” This didn’t go over very well with the crows. They cawwed and cawwed for about a half hour. Then they decided to take it a step further. They went onto the roof and to my chimney and started cawwing down it. It echoed down my unused fireplace and throughout my acoustically-amplified apartment. They were determined to get me to feed them. And I did.

And now I am officially trained. They know how to get me to feed them and do so on a regular basis, much to the chagrin of my neighbors. =/ Oops.

I think a peanut dispenser is the logical next step for us, the birds and me. Any suggestions on how I can train them?

Welcome the Crowtation!

Thursday, August 28th, 2008

I thought using nifty graphics to manage the use of quotations would be nice. Then, I thought adding quotations to a site named crowgyrls… hrm… quotations… crow… quo… crowtations!!!! Clever little devil that I am… or think I am. Yay! Then I googled the word and well, I was not the first bird brain to come up with this word but I will use it anyways for block quotes on this site. So, here goes… one of our favorite quotes.

Living with integrity means: Not settling for less than what you know you deserve in your relationships. Asking for what you want and need from others. Speaking your truth, even though it might create conflict or tension. Behaving in ways that are in harmony with your personal values. Making choices based on what you believe, and not what others believe.” — Barbara De Angelis

Michelle Obama’s speech at the 2008 Democratic National Convention

Monday, August 25th, 2008

She is truly inspiring. Their connection is palpable. One gets the sense they truly care about one another and like each other a lot. This is a healthy relationship. I like them. Here was her speech.

Michelle Obama’s speech at the Democratic convention (as it was prepared).

As you might imagine, for Barack, running for President is nothing compared to that first game of basketball with my brother Craig.

I can’t tell you how much it means to have Craig and my mom here tonight. Like Craig, I can feel my dad looking down on us, just as I’ve felt his presence in every grace-filled moment of my life.

At six-foot-six, I’ve often felt like Craig was looking down on me too…literally. But the truth is, both when we were kids and today, he wasn’t looking down on me – he was watching over me.

And he’s been there for me every step of the way since that clear February day 19 months ago, when – with little more than our faith in each other and a hunger for change – we joined my husband, Barack Obama, on the improbable journey that’s brought us to this moment.

But each of us also comes here tonight by way of our own improbable journey.