It was five minutes to seven in the morning when we left the house.
The sky was clear, a beautiful dawn - but it was pretty cold. There was no rain or drizzle, but the NW wind was rather penetrating.
The ravens picked us up just after we'd gone past the toddlers' playground, following us into the tennis courts. Again I noticed how they prefer me turning my back to them after I've thrown some food items - they do not want to be observed. One came within a foot of my back, flying off onto the fence when I turned round.
My daily encounters with a couple of town ravens. They live near the playing fields and parks of my town. Madame Dog sadly is no longer with me. Now that Miss Sophie has come to share my life, it is her, and the other park dogs, which are mentioned forthwith. And, of course, the weather ...
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
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.
