We haven’t talked about the flying critters here recently. Let’s go back to that again, this time with some pictures of ravens.
Three batches of photos – the first is from a raven that sits on top of the telephone pole at the bottom of the driveway.
One of the traits that makes me believe these are ravens instead of crows is the squawking and croaking they do instead of the traditional “caw” sound that the crows make.
Another is that honkin’ huge beak. Plus, these guys will sit out there and “talk” to me (while the neighbors no doubt are mentally fitting me for a straight jacket) while the crows won’t.
In general, another trait I notice is that the ravens will perch lower down – on top of telephone poles, in the lower branches of the pines out in back, and so on. The crows seem to perch way up in the top of the trees.
Plus, the ravens seem to be larger, and they’re always loners while the crows tend to fly around in groups (“murders,” I know) of up to a couple dozen.
Ravens and crows are both very intelligent. I’m told they can learn to recognize individual humans, and they’ll hold a grudge if you try to hurt them.
I’m always trying to make friends, feeding them a little when I can. I would like to put out a suitable feeder, but the squirrels make that difficult.
When they squawk, they can make quite the ruckus. I’m not sure what they’re saying, but they’re certain of their sincerity.
I’m not so fond of the Baltimore football team named after them, but these guys are welcome any time. They’re great conversationalists, even if neither one of us understands the other.