A dismal day - rain, and cold with it! No sun, and it felt dank and horrible when I left the house at 7.50 a.m.
There had been no raven calls earlier, and there were none when I got into Llandaff Fields.
I saw one raven in the distance, poking the ground in the middle of the big field - no idea who that was, he was too far away.
I kept looking into the tree tops to see if any raven was sitting there, watching for me - not one to be seen.
Finally, right under the big sycamore at the ravens field, there came a soft quorking sound: it was one of my young pair, and he looked utterly miserable in the rain!
He came down into the muddy field, then his companion appeared, but while they both took the scraps, they were skittish, waiting until I had turned away from them - and flew off as soon as I turned to walk back into the big field. They did not follow me there, nor did any other raven appear.
I blame the rain - hardly any dog walkers were out, nor any school children who might have put the ravens off.
I hope it will indeed clear up a bit tomorrow ...
