Every morning between 7.00 and 7.30, a flock of crows fly over my house on their ways to their daily activities. I hear them cawing on their way, and they don’t all go in one big flock, though the majority do. There are several flock pockets that come afterwards. They are gorgeous and amusing characters.
I went to the Oakwood Plaza last Sunday, the 9th of Dec., and found a huge number of the crows enjoying their day there along with many other varieties of birds.
On signs. The athletic ability to sit on a sign like that? I don’t know about you, but I couldn’t do that!
The draping look of the tree limbs surrounding this crow is very romantic.
If this crow could talk, she’d certainly have a lot to tell. I wonder where this group goes during the summer. I hadn’t heard their morning cawing until recently. They also fly back at sunset to wherever home base is.
This crow was eavesdropping on a conversation at the diner near the pond. They are clandestine workers.
I saw this crow with his claw in the air, and wondered if he wanted to come home with me. He told me he was fine, and we went our separate ways. I like seeing birds flying rather than caged anyway, so it was a good thing. Really.
There had been a loose cockatiel in my neck of the woods for months, and only recently I hadn’t heard her singing. She was a lonely girl flying with some accepting doves when they let her. But doves fly quietly. I know this because when I heard the cockatiel, I looked up and saw her flying amongst doves, who didn’t say peep.
These were the festive crows who hung out at one of the posts that was decorated for Christmas.
This bird is not a crow, but is still stunning.
This fellow was fishing in the pond near the diner…
which is a major hangout for all sorts of birds. I wish more businesses would consider the wildlife in the area when creating plazas like this. It’s too bad everyone was so busy as not to take a few minutes to enjoy the variety of creatures sharing this space with us.
But people rushed by, drove by, and basically didn’t even comply with such road signs as DO NOT ENTER!
The Seagulls had an especially good time hunting fish.
When one would nab a fish, the others tried to get it from her. It reminded me of home. When one of mine gets a treat, the other vultures stand by in case a crumb comes out, or if, God forbid, the whole treat comes out…good bye treat!
Some birds used the puddles of water in various places around the parking lot for bathing and drinking. I always wonder how many birds perish from that practice.
At the PetSmart parking lot, some kind soul threw out food the birds really liked.
The meal drew a variety of feathered friends…even gray cheeks!
Those gray cheeks are very aggressive over their food. They have the beaks to back up their tantrums.
All these birds have some of the most beautiful tropical skies to call their own in southern Florida.
And unique bird’s eye veiws of our land-based characters.