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.

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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.

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Friday, 25 June 2010

June 25th

It was a beautiful summer morning today, with sunshine and a few clouds on the blue sky. There was a very slight breeze - just nice!

We went out at 6.45 a.m., and went agains traight to the ravens field. as yesterday, there were many jackdaws on the big field, and some seagulls.

Again, as yesterday, one raven picked us up as we were at the far corner, near the wall and the allotment fence. it was the Roman raven, and he took a few scraps, but only after we'd walked on.

June 24th

Today was a bit cloudy when we left the house at 6.40 a.m. Still, it was warm, and the sun did peep out behind those clouds.

We went straight to the ravens field. The big field was populated by that flock of jackdaws, and there were some seagulls around as well.
In the ravens field, there were two ravens amongst the wood pigeons and jackdaws. One did pick us up when we were halfway across. It was the companion of the bold raven, the other was again the quarry raven with the pale chest feathers. He did not approach us, and he only picked up one scrap when the bold companion had flown off.

The bold companion did come back, but as always was much more circumspect than her companion. At one stage she waited for me to turn my back on her before she picked up that scrap.

We left along the no-more-food way when I'd run out of scraps - well, I had to keep a couple of them back for Miss Sophie!

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