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• Post #4146698

  Fledgling crows: Day 42. A quiet week with just a few sightings, usually in the evening when the whole family heads to bed in the sycamore tree. Both parents are trying to tempt the gruesome twosome into flying higher; Itchy can easily zoom up to the top of their tree but Dozy would rather sit on the garage roof and wait to be fed! #Birds #BirdsOfMastodon #Gardening

• Post #3788312

  Fledgling crows: Day 28. The gruesome twosome are pretty much out and about these days, we don't see them very often although we do often hear them talking with the parent birds. Here's Itchy sitting in the tree behind our garden fence preening himself and hoping for a meal from Ma or Pa. Lower righthand corner of the shot is the rose trellis where we first saw them sitting a month ago. #Birds #BirdsOfMastodon #Gardening

• Post #3604108

  Fledgling crows: Day 20. Rumours of a fledgling loss yesterday turned out to be untrue. After finding a tragic small pile of feathers yesterday morning, we figured the not vocal one (Dozy) had been snatched by a hawk. Then, late in the afternoon, Dozy turned up on the hedge none the worse for wear! The vocal one, Itchy, seems pleased as well. No idea what happened or what the other bird might have been, poor thing. #Birds #BirdsOfMastodon #Gardening

• Post #3402181

  Kids don't play "skip rope" any longer, do they? It was mostly little girls in my day (when wooly mammoths still roamed the earth) and we had the most gruesome skip rope rhymes. "Doctor, doctor, will I die? Yes, my dear, and so shall I. How many carriages will I have? One, two, three..." "Cinderella sat on a pin. How many inches did it go in? One, two, three..." #Childhood #Kids