09-02-2011, 04:47 PM
My mom feeds crows. Here in Washington UW has been studying crows for a number of years. They live for 20 or so years and are very family dedicated. Every morning I listen to them do there morning conversing in a few trees from my house and then they all fly off in different directions. They can remember and recognize people for a number of years. When UW first started collecting crows to put ID tags on them the students involved when showing up for school would get harassed by the crows. Even after a summer vacation and it happened for years. The school had to resort to wearing gloves and masks when collecting crows. Not only would the bird they collected would recognize them so were the children and family members of that crow.
My mom feeds them and thankfully when they come to our house they are very quiet. Stealth fighters even. There could be 12 crows in our back yard and when they start arguing about food they do wing gestures and swoop at each other and rarely kah kaw. There is a hierarchy for sure and respect.
When I leave the house to go on my walks there is always a crow or 2 near me. The term "As the crow flies" has been going through my head a lot lately because they don't fly that far. It's more like a relay. No one knows how they communicate entirely or what/where they get all there intel from. I am a firm believer they can throw there voices and mimic many sounds of the world and are a crucial part of this game called life as spirit guides.
Now I've encountered a murder of crows....it was probably more then a thousand once while I was on one of my walkabout's during a time of lot's of drinking, very little sleep and I was convinced I was with a number of spirits. I wanted to walk down the hill to a local 7-11 about a mile away in the heart of Freemason town AKA Fremont, Seattle. As I walked out my door and headed that way the crows started flying in and landing in all the trees ahead of me kaw'ing like crazy. I've never seen so many birds and Alfred Hitchcock came to mind and I laughed but I decided to take the warning and just went to the corner store 2 blocks from my place.
Many strange things happened prior to that but I felt it was important to humor them on my hunt for more booze/spirits in order to communicate with the darker side of the netherworld. I've been a practitioner of Drunken Style Kung Fu for a long time.....now I am learning Sober Style Monkey Throw Poo. Just need to find myself a monkey...
My mom feeds them and thankfully when they come to our house they are very quiet. Stealth fighters even. There could be 12 crows in our back yard and when they start arguing about food they do wing gestures and swoop at each other and rarely kah kaw. There is a hierarchy for sure and respect.
When I leave the house to go on my walks there is always a crow or 2 near me. The term "As the crow flies" has been going through my head a lot lately because they don't fly that far. It's more like a relay. No one knows how they communicate entirely or what/where they get all there intel from. I am a firm believer they can throw there voices and mimic many sounds of the world and are a crucial part of this game called life as spirit guides.
Now I've encountered a murder of crows....it was probably more then a thousand once while I was on one of my walkabout's during a time of lot's of drinking, very little sleep and I was convinced I was with a number of spirits. I wanted to walk down the hill to a local 7-11 about a mile away in the heart of Freemason town AKA Fremont, Seattle. As I walked out my door and headed that way the crows started flying in and landing in all the trees ahead of me kaw'ing like crazy. I've never seen so many birds and Alfred Hitchcock came to mind and I laughed but I decided to take the warning and just went to the corner store 2 blocks from my place.
Many strange things happened prior to that but I felt it was important to humor them on my hunt for more booze/spirits in order to communicate with the darker side of the netherworld. I've been a practitioner of Drunken Style Kung Fu for a long time.....now I am learning Sober Style Monkey Throw Poo. Just need to find myself a monkey...