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.

Monday, 22 March 2010

March 22nd


It is still quite chilly here, so I still needed my gloves when I left the house today at 6.45 a.m. 
It was the Spring Equinox yesterday, so the sun had already well risen - at 6.09 a.m., actually.

There were no ravens to be seen or heard as I walked up the big field to its top. I threw a few scraps into the enclosure there, but none came.

However, as I got to the spinney, one raven came swooping towards me, settling on a tree: one of the young pair. He came to the ground when I threw a couple of scraps, then his companion also came.

I walked on, to the enclosure, and they both flew past me, quite low and close, to get into the enclosure before me. There, they got a few more scraps as I walked round.

Sunday, March 21st


Tired, but woke up at the usual time - for Sunday, that is ...
It was cold, but dry and sunny. I went out about 7.10 a.m.
No ravens at all, at first - not surprising, since I was absent for a whole week.

At first, I threw some scraps into the enclosure at the big field - no ravens appeared.

Then, I walked towards the spinney, and one came flying to sit on a small tree, about five feet away. He followed me onto the ground as I walked on, throwing a few more scraps. There he was joined by his companion. It was the young pair, their behaviour, especially when I walked round the enclosure in the ravens field, made that very obvious. (See earlier notes about their behaviour, below).
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