Atmospheric Crows

The torrential rain we experienced on our little Sea to Sky vacation continued to pour down once we arrived home. Meteorologists now refer to these super-wet weather patterns as atmospheric rivers.

It felt, last week, as if I was spending about a third of my waking hours …

(a) getting the dog and me suitably dressed for rainswept walks (snorkels optional)

(b) peeling off layers of sodden rain gear, towel-drying the dog and my camera, and

(c) finding enough places to hang all the soaking items to dry, at least partially,  for the next expedition.

On the plus side, it was a great opportunity to capture some Atmospheric Crows.
There is just something about a wet crow …

Their reaction to the weather can give us small clues into their individual crow personalities. The well-soaked and rather indignant-looking bird above is Betty,  one of Bill’s fledglings from last year. She’s just getting used to the business of existing in range of a fire hose for several days in a row.

Bill in the rain

Below, looking relatively suave and sanguine in the same rain, is Dennis. A veteran of several winters, he seems to have developed a more philosophical attitude.

It seems to me that some crows are more prone to dishevelment than others. Dennis’s feathers are rarely disturbed by wind or rain. I’m not sure if this is due to sheer force of will or just lucky genetics.

There is often an even higher degree of judgment than normal in the looks that the crows give me on very wet days — as if they are considering whether I’m somehow to blame for the soggy state of the world.

I would like to speak to the management …

Somewhat alarmingly, the mild winter and early spring have the blossom trees a full month ahead of schedule. The plum trees, normally just starting to bloom now, are almost finished, and the cherry blossoms are fully out already.

Below is a crow out in two kinds of rain — some of it wet and falling from the sky, the rest, pink, and being washed out of the plum trees.

Young Lou, ever-resourceful, found a nice spot under a roof overhang to wait out the worst of the rain. An inspiration, as usual!

Below: just a few of the Atmospheric crow-inspired prints available in my shop.

Three prints in a row showing wet crows photographed by June Hunter. Right to left, Intensely wet crow in close up, side view of face, middle: Self Refection — crow and their reflection in a puddle, Right Crow Critic — indignant looking wet crow close up, facing cameral with sticking up feathers

 

 


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Sea to Sky Vacation

Raven flying through mossy rainforest towards the photographer

We’ve just come home from a short vacation,  spending a couple of days in Squamish and then a couple more staying with friends who live on Lillooet Lake, just outside of Pemberton.

The sun shone for a couple of days — and then we had the kind of weather where the sea and the sky became a single cloud-wreathed, water-logged entity.

All of it was beautiful.

On Saturday, we went for a long wander with Tim Cyr, a local Squamish photographer, and his partner, Leanne. We were on the lookout for ravens and a wolf. Ravens, we found in abundance. Not so lucky with the wolf, although we did find what looked very much like wolf scat in the area where the animal is often seen.

Here’s a short visual summary of our holiday, before the normal Crow News resumes.

 

 


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Pink Blossom and Snow

Yesterday, I saw my first twig-toting crow of the season, heralding the start of nesting season.

Plum blossoms bloomed a full month early, and humans are considering spring wardrobe and patio-dining options. The crows, clearly, think it’s spring — so we were all a bit surprised to see Vancouver get its first snowfall of the entire winter this morning.

Still, we had fun, the crows and I. Especially this youngster who spent at least ten minutes trying to catch every single falling flake in her beak.

She seemed determined to catch them all — great goalie potential!

Lou seemed a bit dubious about the white stuff at first …

But soon got into the swing of things!

There was a special kind of beauty, seeing the big snowflakes dancing with the pink blossoms.

The snow is all melted now, so it seems as if I might have dreamed the whole thing.

I’ll be back on the lookout for twig-carrying crows tomorrow!

 


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