Once upon a weekend strolling, I came upon a raven squawking. Okay enough rhyming. Though I did see and hear a raven last weekend.
Recently my grandson had told me he had seen a raven. I asked what the difference is between a raven and a crow is. He told me the raven is bigger. I can add their caw is louder and more piercing.
I was walking down Summer Street and I hear what I thought was a crow warning the other crows that I am approaching. The sound was off. Looking up at the tree I spot the crow. It was quite big for a crow. Then I realized this bird must be a raven.
Walking past the raven I am smiling. this is one of the joys of walking. Then the piercing scream started. I thought it was a child at first. Looking up I see the raven being attacked by a murder of crows and it is screaming. The crows were relentless attacking the raven. I wonder what the raven did to provoke them.
The piercing screams from the raven continued. The raven landed in a tree branch at that point. There seem to be a standoff at this point between the birds. Unfortunately, I needed to leave at this time. I can’t tell you what the outcome was.
This amazing incident probably happens all the time in Stamford. This is just one reason to walk. You never know what you will see, hear or experience.
Keep on walking
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