Saturday found me stripping a field of topsoil for a housing development, wet windy and cold. as usual and especially this time of year there were various birds pecking at anything edible, survival.
among them were two pairs of crows who had stalked my activity for days gleaning whatever they could. to help them along I had taken half a loaf of bread to throw out to them as I worked. they strutted around edging closer to the pile of food, undecided if it was safe or not. then out of the corner of my eye I saw it! a lone magpie coming in fast and low, it swooped over the heads of the crows who looked at each other ***!? and without stopping grabbed a big chunk of bread and flew off. they clumsily gave chase but he was faster, made me laugh.
among them were two pairs of crows who had stalked my activity for days gleaning whatever they could. to help them along I had taken half a loaf of bread to throw out to them as I worked. they strutted around edging closer to the pile of food, undecided if it was safe or not. then out of the corner of my eye I saw it! a lone magpie coming in fast and low, it swooped over the heads of the crows who looked at each other ***!? and without stopping grabbed a big chunk of bread and flew off. they clumsily gave chase but he was faster, made me laugh.