Sunset-ish, I was re-filling the bird seed feeders out in the back on the pergola. In hanging a couple of the refilled feeders up I apparently spooked a half-dozen or more large ravens that were on the ground in the dirt lot on the far side of the wall.
Whatever it was they were doing they took noisy exception to being disturbed, and started screaming and dive bombing me.
I pointed out to them that I was the one leaving grapes for them in the front yard and I didn’t feel like being screamed at. Besides, there’s a line for that, if they were going to scream at me they needed to wait their turn.
Meanwhile I whipped out my phone and started shooting off quick pictures at random, figuring if I ended up like a Hitchcock victim at least there would be evidence of how it happened.
Half went off to roost on the power line towers out across the way, the other half went to polish off the rest of the grapes. I survived to tell the tale.
We Love The Stars Too Fondly 