Eight-year-old Gabi Mann feeds the crows in her garden - and they bring her gifts in return. Each morning, they fill the backyard birdbath with fresh water and cover bird-feeder platforms with peanuts. As they work, crows assemble on the telephone lines, calling loudly to them.
The crows clear the feeder of peanuts, and leave shiny trinkets on the empty tray; an earring, a hinge, a polished rock, anything shiny and small enough to fit in a crow's mouth. When we were little, grandma had a pet crow called 'ma' who would come when called, tease us by stealing our hats, and then laugh when we chased after it.
No comments:
Post a Comment