The airlines are not serving much food or drink included with your ticket these days. Perhaps we need to look up into the sky on a clear fall day for a reminder of flight protocol from those that have been doing it best for centuries.
They flock together near food sources. They know where every grain elevator or field with gleanings is located in their neighborhood. Are they urban or suburban? No problem. Plenty of seeds in the bushes and trees the humans use to landscape. Or in the little strips and patches of untamed vegetation.
Cheep, cheep, cheep. Chatter, chatter. They are always on the look out for threats, ready to flee a predator in a heart beat or a wind flap.
Special blog guest tomorrow: Sandie Grassino shares a history tidbit.
1 thought on “Feast, then Fly”
Near your farm two summers ago
FAST FOOD – Lois Scorgie
Is it another crow?
swoops past semi’s prow.
grabbed within it’s beak.
Gone in a wing flick.