Madame had a better night, so we ventured out. It was grey and damp when we left at 7.35 a.m., and it was still darkish.
The robins have started to sing around 6.30 a.m., in the dark, and the ravens have also started to call around that time.
There were no raven calls when we got into the first field. We walked straight to the ravens field, Madame on her lead. No ravens in sight on the way there - but once in the ravens field, two were sitting in the big sycamore, at the fence to the tennis courts, clearly visible amongst the bare branches.
I had brought some scraps which I was going to throw into the enclosure, but they came down to the ground, so I fed them there and then.
It was the young pair.
While one of them, as with the bold pair, aims to get more scraps than his companion, he only snaffles up three of them before he flies off to hide them.
His companion takes just one before flying off as well.
We did not go to the enclosure - Archie (a nice, teenage whippet) turned up, trying to get some of the scraps, so we went back to the big field.
The young pair followed in the usual way, and the quarry pair turned up as well. Both kept their distance, both got the rest of the scraps.
We tried to go back home in a straight line - but Toby and Cookie (both Border Collies) were there, so we had a brief chat. Their owners saw how the four ravens walked behind me, to get the final little pieces, they thought it was hilarious!
Then Bas came, so that was the end of the outing.
Depending on how Madame is doing overnight, and depending on the weather - it might rain, it might even snow - we'll decide tomorrow morning about going out.
