Town Raven

Town Raven
In flight

ITS A DIARY !

This is a diary, or rather, field notes written up each day, with the latest entry at the top.

To get the full story, start at the bottom entry in the archive, and read upwards.
Then read the current diary entries from the bottom up as well.


Once you've got the full story, just visit and read the new story for the day!

Enjoy!

Location Map

Location Map
This shows where we walk and meet the ravens
The yellow and pink squiggly lines are two walks we take. The yellow one is the one we usually do. The squigglyness indicates how Madame visits her several important sniffing check-points!
We stop several times to feed the ravens, and you can see where they come from.

If you right-click on the image and open it in a new tab, you can then zoom in to see more details.

Tuesday, 23 February 2010

Feb 23rd


Another grey and cold winter morning: damp, icy wind, no sunrise to cheer one up.
The robins however did sing early in the morning, and there were a few raven calls. 

I left the house at 7.20 a.m., and no raven calls came from from Llandaff Fields. There were no dog walkers around - but the quarry pair did spy me, and followed me to the top of the big field. 

As soon as I stopped to get the scraps out of my pocket, the young pair came flying in, again from across the toddlers' playground, not bothered by the nearly twenty blackheaded seagulls sitting on the ground there.
One of the young pair assumed the juvenile food-begging position, wings spread wide on the ground, and made a soft, quorking noise.
Again, once the feeding was underway, the bold pair flew in from across the ravens field.


All ravens behaved as described a few times now - and again, the quarry pair flew off first, still being skittish in the company of the other two pairs. 

After I had given them all the food I had on me, I walked back. The bold pair followed me for a bit, walking behind me, but gave up when no more food was coming their way, and flew off.

However, as I got much further down the big field, I noticed two ravens, one each sitting on top of the rugby goal posts there. They quorked, and one flew down again, landing behind me: that, to me, seems a nice indication that they recognise me,

The weather will be as horrible tomorrow as it was today - so there's a good chance to find out if I can elicit a repeat performance from my ravens.

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