The Crows Are Flying Again
22 Oct 2011 Leave a Comment
in Musings
Sometimes I take a scenic route when I visit my hometown. This scenic route goes through Pyramid State Park, and I love driving through this area. I have seen countless birds, turtles, deer, foxes, and other wildlife when driving through and I thoroughly enjoy it.
Today I was driving through and saw many, many crows. In fact, this murder of crows was so large, I actually pulled over and got out of my car to look at them. In a copse of trees, almost every single branch was full of crows. While crows are one of my spirit animals, I couldn’t help but think a bit about Hitchcock’s The Birds simply because there were so many. More and more crows flew in to join the others as I sat and watched and listened to them caw to each other from seemingly all directions. When I stopped looking at the crows in the trees, I noticed that just over a small hill there was a black field full of crows.
I couldn’t count them all. I can’t even guess how many there were. I know at the very least hundreds, and I would wager maybe even thousands. This was the biggest, most impressive murder of crows I’d ever seen. If Crows have regional meetings or multi-state conventions, this was the convention ground.
I wish I’d thought to take a picture, or that I’d had someone else to witness this huge and wonderful collection of crows, but alas I was alone, too in awe to take a picture and have only memory. For some reason, I feel much happier knowing that there are huge groups of crows out there, blackening the landscape.
