This vintage wooden roller coaster at East Vancouver’s Playland is often ringed with crows as they enjoy a little sub-party on their way to or from the big roost at Still Creek.
When we walked by this morning, on this the last day of 2020, there was only a solitary crow. It sat alone with the whole row of coloured light bulbs all to itself. No roller coaster cars rattling by. No other crows.
Perhaps because I tend to view almost everything through a crow-shaped lens, our solo crow seemed an apt symbol for New Year’s Eve 2020.
No big parties. Many of us sitting at home viewing the world from a lonelier vantage point than we’re used to, especially on this night of the year.
Many of us with twinkly lights for mood lifting company.
To be honest, I always find New Year’s Eve to be a bit of a melancholy celebration. The lyrics to Auld Lang Syne make me feel a bit weepy. It’s early in the evening still here, so I’m not sure how I’ll be feeling by midnight.
Possibly more weepy than usual.
Possibly less, as the end of 2020 leaves little to regret.
However you’re feeling, remember (yet another treasure from my mother’s kit bag of handy sayings) “tomorrow is another day.”
And, also, another year.
And that day/year will have crows in it.
Crows you may know quite well, and other crows you may admire from afar and rashly imbue with symbolic importance.
For auld lang syne, my dear
For auld lang syne
We’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet
For days of auld lang syne
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Hard Year, Happy New Year June and Phillip
This song pretty much sums up how I am feeling tonight
Happy New Year to you too, Sharon. We were just thinking, on a recent dog walk, about happy Christmas Eve nights hauling happy kids home in sleds after parties at your place. Fingers crossed for parties in 2021. ❤️❤️❤️
Thanks for your blog.
Happy New Year to you and your family.
Nature sustains us.
So happy I have a Steller’s Jay portrait.
Happy New Year dear June,
I’ve appreciated your offerings for years now, but this year has been extra special. Thank you. And to end the year with an image of a solitary crow in a place that usually provokes images of many a person gathering is your most poignant image to end 2020. That solo crow has given me validation that I am doing the right thing by being quiet and alone with my husband. And really, what more should I need?
Happy New Year, June! All the best.
Look forward to more crow stories and photos.
Happy New Year to you, June, as well as Edgar, Geordie and all the various crows I’ve come to know through your wonderful writing and pictures. Your blog has been a very welcome part of each day it’s appeared in my in-box! Wishing you and those you love the best in the year ahead, and hoping it will be better for us all.
Deborah
Gratitude for your keen observations and willingness to share your thoughts and feelings about life and of course, crows…
Lovely, bittersweet piece. Your blog (newly discovered) is inspiring me to pay more attention to (and be more forgiving of!?) the flock of urban jackdaws which seem to accompany our every waking moment here in North Tyneside, UK
You’re on my home turf. I grew up in the heart of Newcastle, down on the Quayside!
Here’s hoping for a much better New Year June, I love your commentaries and photos of our awesome crows and also your personal reflections . So glad I had a chance to meet you at your last Open House. Looking forward to when you can have the next one. Take care !
sheilah
Effectivement… Demain est une autre journée et l’ année qui commence en est une autre.
Bonne Année !