Crow in the Snow

We feed the birds on the loading dock deck (which we can look down on from our studio) and among the many birds who come to dine daily are the crows.  They are the pigs of the bird world, but I’ve not seen them be mean to the many other birds who come to partake.  When they want to make others move, they hop toward them, flap their wings and squawk.  We also have mourning doves, pigeons, and several small birds who usually come a bit later and go for the smaller seed.

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About dkatiepowellart

hollywood baby turned beach gurl turned steel&glass city gurl turned cowgurl turned herb gurl turned green city gurl. . . artist writer photographer. . . cat lover but misses our big dogs, gone to heaven. . . buddhist and interested in the study of spiritual traditions. . . foodie, organic, lover of all things mik, partner in conservation business mpfconservation, consummate blogger, making a dream happen, insomniac who is either reading buddhist teachings or not-so-bloody mysteries or autobio journal thangs early in the morning when i can't sleep
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