It’s a good thing I’m not the superstitious type…

… otherwise I might get a little nervous at the sight of all the crows in the trees when I leave work every day. Here’s a couple of crappy camera phone pics that don’t really do them justice:


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For some reason they always seem to gather outside in the trees about the same time every day. These shots were taken around 5:30PM as I was leaving for class. Some days there are easily close to 100 crows in those trees and they make quite the racket.

As I said before, if I were the superstitious type I might find that troubling, but my personal theory is that the operators here get a break at 6PM and quite a few of them grab complimentary snacks and then head outside for a smoke. Being your typical humans there tends to be a fair amount of junk left lying on the ground by the less considerate people working here—half eaten bags of chips, near-empty cola cans—just the sort of stuff that a bunch of crows might find worth hanging around for.

4 thoughts on “It’s a good thing I’m not the superstitious type…

  1. Ever get the feeling you’re in a bad “The Birds” remake?  smile  Or that scene in Resident Evil: Extiction with the creepy undead crows.

    At my house, every evening beginning around 6pm or so, bats start gathering, flying around my house snatching at all the insects that are out there. (the bugs haven’t started crawling out of their hybernation yet this year so no bat shows yet)

    It is extremely disconcerting to see several dozen bats flying wheeling and darting all around me but making no sound at all (that I can hear at least) especially when it gets dim enough that I can only catch them out of the corner of my eye.  I’ve tried several times to get video of the ‘event’ but the low light and the speed of the bats foils my cheap JVC camcorder.  But it’s pretty creepy, enough that I feel uncomfortable staying outside too long when this is going on.

  2. Our campus is winter home to thousands of crows, in the tall trees over the quad.  It’s eerie to hear them all talking in the evening as they arrive.  Once I was way off-campus and saw the murder arriving – it looked like a high-altitude smoke monster.

    Crows are very different from other flocking birds.  They don’t fly information, all turning at once.  They’re more like a bunch of people, each noisily deciding where they will go.

    Sometimes after they settle down, you can hear them making sounds that are vaguely like human voices.  That must be the source of many legends, and one particularly notable poem.

  3. In the mornings on the way to work there is a stretch of road (28th in Boulder) that has evenly spaced light polls for about 4 blocks.  During the winter the Ravens perch there since it is warmer than…oh…a rock or a tree, and some mornings you end up with a perfect grouping of one Raven per light for the entire length of that four blocks.  It is both very cool looking and very spooky. smile

  4. When I was re-enacting one of the Society pointed out we were being followed round Cadbury Hill fort (possibly the ‘real’ Camelot) by crows/ravens, as though some sort of racial memory said “Humans with spears and shields- there will be food soon”

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