June 9th

It was overcast and mild when we went out at 6.40 a.m. - not raining, but a hint of dampness in the air.

We took our usual walk to the ravens field, today accompanied by Ollie and Trixie - without mishap. Miss Sophie had tried to 'eat' Ollie a few weeks ago, so we kept them well apart.

In the ravens field, the one and only raven who came to see if we ahd some food was the companion of the bold raven. 

She also, once did her 'trick' of raising her head feathers slightly while making a soft quorking sound and clicking her beak at the same time. She'd done that in the winter. She flew off after taking some scraps - no other raven came.

We saw one in the toddlers' playground on the way back - he'd been sitting in one of the ornamental cherry trees, now in full leaf, and got irritated by a magpie landing next to him. 

He swooped to sit on the top pole of the swings. I threw a scrap into the playground and he came down to take it. 

I didn't see which raven it was. He was too far away, but knew obviously what my throwing action meant.

Later in the afternoon, I took Miss Sophie for a long walk. We went past the cricket stadium and down to the river. I was hoping she'd like the water, and that she would go in - she did, she went up to the middle of her legs and was not scared.

On the way back we saw only one single raven on the ground, in the far distance of Pontcanna Fields. 

But - there was a huge conglomeration of crows, all sitting together. I reckon there must have been about three dozen of them. 

When some took off and flew to sit in front of the lime trees, a raven call from one of the trees was very distinct. I believe that call came from the same tree we heard him call from yesterday - and it may well have been a warning call, again.