The first snow this year. And within an hour, fifteen or twenty black crows came to sit in the neighbors tree, the one that hides our view of the Lake in the summer.
Gawk Gawk they made that crow noise, which is more of a scare than a song.
We are superstitious sprites & witches grown up in the heart of the Bavarian Forest, weaned on Grimms Fairytales. So the first thing that naturally came to mind was il malocchio!
Bad luck!
The portent of someone dying. Who could it be, what does it mean?. I showed mum the beautiful scene and instantly she said 'what will happen?'. The absurdity struck me but I still went out and shooed them away, right after I took some photo's.
You never know.
I had a long conversation with a couple of crow in Chaco Canyon New Mexico one afternoon.
ReplyDeleteAh, the Crows! Have you ever seen the Native Indian - Old Photographs on FB? Crows there too. Beautiful, really beautiful. http://www.facebook.com/#!/pages/Native-American-Indian-Old-Photos/10150102703945578
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