It's Poetry Friday, and Molly Hogan is hosting HERE on her website, Nix The Comfort Zone! She's sharing her own delightful poems after Wendell Berry's "Like Snow". You may want to try one, too! Be sure to visit to read them!
Thanks for hosting, Molly!
It's been a week, full of little to celebrate, but I am trying to help where I can with the political storm filling our days. Best to all of you wherever you live, but especially Laura Purdie-Salas in Minneapolis. I saw your post about the protesting, and Randy and his group playing music for Alex Pretti. It was both beautiful and heartbreaking. Thank you and them for me!
Warmed under the sun,
I watch crows hang out in my yard
Wheedling at each other
To see where to peck
Linda Baie ©
They are having fun as they wheedle, aren't they? They are consummate hanger-outers. Sending a big hug to you!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Tabatha, they offer many "acts" for a laugh! Hugs right back to you!
DeleteI was also moved and heartened by Laura and Randy's activism this past week. It gets harder and harder to stay focused and hopeful since there are so many atrocities happening every day.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the crows poem (I love crows!). We had some visiting our back yard recently and I'm always fascinated by them.
I am so happy to hear that you like crows, too, Jama, and imagine you must have a lot with more land! Yes, seeing Laura & Randy protest at Pretti's site was so uplifting. I think I worry for those, like Laura & Randy who are at the protests, as much as those whom Ice are out searching for. Thanks for your nice words!
DeleteYour crows are a lovely interlude in my day, Linda. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteAs I wrote, they are a break from all the recent happenings in our world. My mantra continues to be #getoutside! Thank you, Karen!
DeleteI enjoy some good crow talk, too. Thanks for reminding me today, Linda. And "get outside" is a good mantra.
ReplyDeleteI took a video of some crows this morning. A whole murder of them were having a conversation and hopping between trees. It seemed like a social bunch. Thank you for all you do, Linda!
ReplyDeleteGreat pics and poem Linda, though perhaps it's too warm for February. We are supposed to warm up in few days, we'll see. Wheedling is such a fun word, and they look like they're exports with it, thanks! xox
ReplyDeleteThose common crow moments. Gosh, they teach us so much about life. Right? Love this moment in your backyard.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Susan, Tracey, & Michelle, I sat outside yesterday, too, enjoying the birds and the sunshine, but really wishing for snow or rain. The crows were at it again! The "murder" I found is from medieval folklore mostly!
ReplyDeleteWheedling is SUCH a great word!
ReplyDeleteLinda, thank you. The crows seem a perfect topic for this week with their "wheedling" and hanging out. I wonder if there is a metaphor in there for our world.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Marcie & Denise, I love that word, too, & from what I see, there are humans who "wheedle" in order to get power, like the crows! : )
ReplyDeleteMy first bird of 2026 was a crow! I love them so much -- such attitude, intelligence, camaraderie, and sleek elegance.
ReplyDeleteI love hearing this, Mary Lee, and do love crows, too. I believe I've shared before how flocks of them fly down to city buildings at about sundown to keep warm & safe, then return wherever they choose at sunrise. I love when I happen to be out seeing that. Some come over my neighborhood! Thanks for sharing!
DeleteThe crows have been "wheedling at each other" in my yard, too. The squirrels and juncos are giving them a run for their money, though!
ReplyDeleteWe have quite a few crow visitors at our compost pile, and I enjoy watching them. Thanks for adding your poem to their actions. I'll think of it when I'm next spectating!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Catherine & Molly, happy to read that you have crows to enjoy, too!
ReplyDeleteLike the crows, we have to choose where to peck! Keep going, Linda!
ReplyDeleteLinda, those black crows seem to personify some people in the news so perfectly, and I love the alliteration of "wheedlng" (such a great descriptive active word!) and "where." Thank you!
ReplyDeleteLoved the pics of the crows. I saw a mama deer and her twins in the neighbor's yard this afternoon. They stopped to look at me when I coughed (I was inside at our dining table). Maybe they need a poem to capture their human fascination.
ReplyDeleteMay the crows be a sign of hope and change: peckpeckpeck peckpeck!
ReplyDeleteLinda, the photo gave you enough to write an interesting poem with a standout word, wheedling. Thank you for noting what wonderful people Laura and Randy are during a particularly uncomfortable social and political climate we like in.
ReplyDeleteIt's great to read your perspective on crows everyone! Thanks for sharing. Here we go into the week, I hope, of love!
ReplyDeleteCrows keep popping up in my world. So, thanks Linda, I guess!
ReplyDeleteIf we look at all the comments, I guess they're everywhere, Doida! Thanks for coming by!
DeleteThank you for sharing your crows! Birds have been one of my best distractions over the past 2 years, and I appreciate you sharing your poem about some of them. I love watching social birds and the way they interact!
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