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, 29 June 2010

June 29th


Bliss - we've had some rain during the night! 
it was mild nevertheless when we went out at 6.40 a.m., not to sunshine but to a grey sky, and still some dampness with a few drops of wet intersprinkled ...

We again walked to the ravens field straight away, checking on what remained of yesterday morning's feast. There were two patches of cooked rice, probably too small for the corvids and seagulls, and too strange for the other birds.

In the ravens field, there were no ravens at first, just a handfull of jackdaws at the bottom. Once we' walked to the far end and started on the way back - Miss Sophie doing some more exercises - the quarry raven came, then the bold one. 
Both went to the green patch which was formerly the enclosure where I used to feed them. They kept to the part furthest away from us, but when I threw a few scraps, the bold raven hopped to them. He took and ate some, then flew off to sit on the fence at the tennis courts. 
The other one did not come at all. 

Then the bold one make a few quorking sounds while sitting on the fence, and came back - but still keeping well away from us. He fluffed himself up and shook himself: I wonder if he's suffering from parasites, which he's not been able to get rid of in the dry and hot weather.

He took a couple more of the scraps, still quite circumspect, and then flew off.
We went home.

Later in the afternoon, it was back to sunshine, even though it was a bit hazy, and to muggy heat. 
No ravens were on Pontcanna Fields, nor any crows. 
So far I've only seen the jackdaws feeding this year's juveniles, but none of the other corved have done so as of yet.

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