And when I saw the LJ news of potentially unused journals being deleted, I figured I'd better stop in and blow off some dust ( Read more... )

I was walking through the park today. I crossed a concrete courtyard and heard the sharp click of what I believe was a pebble right near me. There were none on the ground to kick. But the pebble landed close ( Read more... )

I was waiting at the bus stop today, and as I approached it, a large crow was on the sidewalk. He had a prize. I walked slower and toned down my body language and he surprisingly let me pass without flight or fleeing. That was unusual. They really never do that. Even the seasoned city crows ( Read more... )

Maybe it's the time of year. I see more crows pacing around and milling about. Maybe the start of winter that prompts them to be more active and visible - to prepare for the oncoming cold season ( Read more... )

I met a man in Pioneer Square. I was crouching there trying to photograph a small group of crows and having a hard time of it. Even as city crows go, these were ultra attentive and wary of humans being too close or studying them too hard. All of my attempts to capture them on film failed. The man noticed I was trying to photograph the crows, and he ( Read more... )

It occurs to me as I clear the cobwebs, how barren the last year or so has been for my ability to really interact with the crows ( Read more... )

This morning there was no rain ( Read more... )

Hunger wins over fear ( Read more... )

This phenomenon might already be common and explained somewhere. I haven't seen it nor have I really looked ( Read more... )

Walking back to work from the store, a crow swoops down and lands really close to me on the stairway rail ( Read more... )