A Crow City – Deep Thoughts of a Bird Brain

A Crow City – Deep Thoughts of a Bird Brain

A Crow City recently hopped up and lightly pecked us on the shoulder, blinked cutely, and began to twitter.  I instantly fell in love with its darkly funny narratives and snapshots of what I can only discern is the author.  After all, if crows can use tools, what is to stop them from figuring out photoshop? Below are some of our favorites! You can get your daily dose via Facebook or...

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Crows Learning to Fly

Crows Learning to Fly

I’ve been following a pair of Hooded Crows living on my roof for awhile now, and on a rainy morning recently I heard them launch southward with 6 or 7 voices following them. As the rain let down a bit and the sun peeked through the clouds, I followed their distant cawing. As I approached down a side street, they came to greet me. They circled above, diving and spinning, leading me onwards to a stand of cedars towering on the edge of the...

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Crow Divination: Pt 1 of 3

Crow Divination: Pt 1 of 3

A cool spring rain drizzles down around my mountain abode, and a breeze drifts through my open windows carrying the scent of leaves and roses. Somewhere to the southeast, I hear the calling of my resident crows before one of them alights on my fence.  As he looks at me for a minute, I consider the meaning of his visit. Sitting half a mile above the city in the foothills of the Medvendnica, I can’t help but wax philosophical at least one...

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Obscured by Light – Remains of Winter

Obscured by Light – Remains of Winter

Sometime back in January, I was sitting in my office on a particularily cold mid-morning. Everything beyond my windows was a shade or two of grey, interrupted only by streaks of icy white cruelty. Since moving permanently to Zagreb in 2007, I had never experienced cold such as this, nor for so long. I was pondering how many sweaters to put on when a jackdaw slammed into the north facing window. The sound was so loud I thought one of the...

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Keeping Company With the Crows

Keeping Company With the Crows

To waken, give me the sounds of crows just after dawn. I have listened at midnight to the complex trilling of the mockingbird and been mesmerized by it, as I lay in the dark letting the sound wash over me like a private symphony. And I have walked the margins of woodlands and meadows and heard the monotonous whistle of the cardinal, toning a vocal series of notes impossible to confuse with any other common bird. I have heard the chickadee...

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The Crow Conglomerate (Pt.2)

The Crow Conglomerate (Pt.2)

This Article appeared in the April 2001 edition of the now (sadly) defunct DoubleTake Magazine. View Part 1 here. If more people in the future get a chance to know crows as I have done, they are in for a real treat. Because I must say, the crows have been absolutely wonderful to me. I like them not just as highly profitable business associates but as friends. Their aggressive side, admittedly quite strong in disputes with scarlet tanagers...

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The Crow Conglomerate (Pt. I)

The Crow Conglomerate (Pt. I)

Lately, I’ve been working for the crows, and so far it’s the best job I ever had. I fell into it by a combination of preparedness and luck. I’d been casting around a bit, looking for a new direction in my career, and one afternoon when I was out on my walk I happened to see some crows fly by. One of them landed on a telephone wire just above my head. I looked at him for a moment, and then on impulse I made a skchhh noise...

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Raven Minimalsim in 5 Steps

Raven Minimalsim in 5 Steps

Just about every morning, I sit at my desk with a cup of black coffee waiting for the pair of hooded crows living on my roof to swoop down and entertain me. It is a ritual that, for me, is vital to the success of the day’s inspiration. Their familiar voices echo between the empty streets right on schedule. As the  male alights on the fence, the sun glints breifly off of his Wednesday Best.  He shakes himself of the dawn’s rain...

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