Very relatable. I started leaving food for some local magpies about a year ago, and now they wake me up every morning at 6.
I once had a problem when suddenly some tits arrived and started stealing all the food. A huge magpie would take like one hazelnut and be on its way, while these small fuckers would eat like pigs, and then hide what was left. They’d take the nuts and shove them somewhere between the flowers on my balcony. Tough the magpies too have often burried nuts in the soil below the flowers, only to dig them out again.
And it was so cool to watch some sparrow coming and going a dozen times to pull out some weeds that have been growing (I left the pots with the flowers outside over winter, the flowers died and weeds started to grow), and then carry them to a hole in a wall where a brick is missing which presumably is the nest.
But it was so so cool when I got woken up a few days in succession to a silhouette of a majestic crow standing on my balcony (my bed looks directly through the balcony window facing north-east). Crows are so cool, and magpies are really beatutiful, though extremely skittish.
I have these three ravens who like to hang out in my backyard every morning and walk around looking for stuff. They’re pretty chill and don’t give me too hard if a time. I think they like the compost pile with bugs, and we leave some water out for them.
But holy shit when they throw a house party and on Saturday afternoon you realize you’ve got a dozen crows on your roof making a racket, does it ever get noisy!
Very relatable. I started leaving food for some local magpies about a year ago, and now they wake me up every morning at 6.
I once had a problem when suddenly some tits arrived and started stealing all the food. A huge magpie would take like one hazelnut and be on its way, while these small fuckers would eat like pigs, and then hide what was left. They’d take the nuts and shove them somewhere between the flowers on my balcony. Tough the magpies too have often burried nuts in the soil below the flowers, only to dig them out again.
And it was so cool to watch some sparrow coming and going a dozen times to pull out some weeds that have been growing (I left the pots with the flowers outside over winter, the flowers died and weeds started to grow), and then carry them to a hole in a wall where a brick is missing which presumably is the nest.
But it was so so cool when I got woken up a few days in succession to a silhouette of a majestic crow standing on my balcony (my bed looks directly through the balcony window facing north-east). Crows are so cool, and magpies are really beatutiful, though extremely skittish.
That’s cool.
I have these three ravens who like to hang out in my backyard every morning and walk around looking for stuff. They’re pretty chill and don’t give me too hard if a time. I think they like the compost pile with bugs, and we leave some water out for them.
But holy shit when they throw a house party and on Saturday afternoon you realize you’ve got a dozen crows on your roof making a racket, does it ever get noisy!