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Oregon’s biggest city was drowning in crow poop. Then a new predator came to town.
As thousands of crows darken the winter skies above Portland, Oregon, it makes sense to mind your step.
A murder in the city. Well, not quite. I am, of course, referring to the popular collective noun for groupings of crows:
a murder of crows.
On winter evenings in downtown Portland, Oregon, the city’s skyline doesn’t simply darken with dusk, it becomes the backdrop for one of North America’s most spectacular urban wildlife gatherings.
As night falls, thousands upon thousands of the birds wheel and caw above the streets, settling into trees, rooftops and bridge trusses.
In some years, counts have exceeded 22,000 birds every night. It’s a corvid congregation of almost mythic proportions.
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Súper.Amigo venezolano, Cúcuta
ReplyDeletePortland's solution is something to crow about.
ReplyDeleteIn one local suburb, in the 1990s, about dusk, flocks of grackels (I think) would seek roosting places at that time. Woth few tree groups near the freeway, they would head to the overhead power lines. One group would decide to land on one stretch of wires as another flock would choose one on the other side of the intersection. They'd be still for a little bit, then one would leave and the rest followed quickly. Then they'd fly around and chose another corner of the intersection or down the road and land there. Cycle repeat. Never did know where their ultimate roosting location might be. An interesting "dance" to watch!
ReplyDeleteIn more recent times, several of the suburban streets with lots of trees have been their roosting locations, to the dislike of residents. They sought several methods to motivate the birds to find other locations!
Crows, now you're caw-ing my language. I find them interesting to study their behavior and feed them daily.
ReplyDeleteAnother memory from childhood, not the birds but the flying mammals, the fruit bats would take up residence in the chimney stacks during the summer and at dusk would also explode out of the stacks in a massive black cloud that captured this kid's imagination. Plenty of food for them in the orchards in Northcentral Washington State.
In the mid 1960’s we lived in a boarding house in Orange County CA that had a fox bat living in one of the trees in the front yard. Fox bats are big and have a head and face that make them look like a fox. It would hang upside down and grimace and at times show its sharp teeth and fangs while watching anyone that came near it. We kids thought it was a vampire bat !
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In DC we have every type of bird you can imagine, thanks to being in the midst of their main migratory route along the East coast.
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Cela me rappelle l’époque où je rendais visite à ma famille acadienne au Nouveau-Brunswick, lorsque’une immense volée d’oiseaux a envahi leur village de pêcheurs.
ReplyDeleteComme le film d’Alfred Hitchcock
«Les Oiseaux/The Birds».
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Great nature!
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