Crow Parenting, Summer 2022 Part 2

As with all families, there are fractious days when Marvin and Mavis get frustrated with their fledgling — and yet there are just as many peaceful days when the family bumbles along in (relatively) quiet domestic companionship.

I call the following series of videos, Wind in The Wires.

There are no moles, badgers and or rats (though I’m sure some of the latter may be scurrying about down below somewhere) and there’s a noticeable dearth of meandering rivers and lush green woodland in these mini-tales

Instead, I offer you a soothing urban nature bedtime story featuring  East Van alleyways, crows, family bonds, Hydro wires and a stiff breeze.

(Note: There’s a bit of wind noise on the videos because, as the title suggests, it was rather blustery and muting those sounds, while keeping the crow voices, is beyond my technical ability. )

Wind in the Wires One

In which baby crow hangs out with mom while she preens and stretches and finds a stray bit of feather fluff.


Wind in the Wires Two

In which baby crow finds his own foot quite entertaining.


Wind in the Wires Three

In which baby crow hangs on in a gale and wants to be just like mom.



Other posts about Marvin and Mavis’s 2022 fledgling:




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8 thoughts on “Crow Parenting, Summer 2022 Part 2

  1. 🤣 The (mostly) everlasting patience of mum and dad! Marvin’s and Mavis’s baby obviously has no shortage of personality!

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  3. I love your photos and commentary. I live on Galiano Island, and have daily interactions with a raven who sends out his “keeping in touch” calls. I started trying to imitate him. He began testing me, to see whether it was really him I was addressing: he made a different number of calls—2, 5, 3, 7–and I repeated the same number each time. Now it’s an established routine: I step out the door of the house and he appears, testing me. No food changes hands: on both sides it’s just play, and, I believe, a shared joy in intersperses communication.

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