Town Raven

Town Raven
In flight


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!


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.

Wednesday, 24 February 2010

Feb 24th

Today, for a change, it was mild - so mild, in fact, that I didn't need my gloves. There was a watery sun, the ground was muddy, and before dawn the robins and blackbirds were singing their hearts out.
There were only very faint raven calls, however.

I left the house at 7.35 a.m., but once I was in Llandaff Fields, not one raven called, not one raven appeared.
I went to the top of the big field, stopping several times on the way, standing around for a few minutes at the top of the big field: no, nothing doing!

Then I remembered: today is the day the rubbish gets collected! So the ravens have lots to eat, seeing that cats and foxes keep opening the bags with food waste for them.

How could I have forgotten ... this is not the first Wednesday my ravens went AWOL, and my scraps-offerings were spurned ...

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