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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All Season Crows

A month into 2024, and the crows, like the rest of us, have already experienced several seasons.

Vancouver has had “mild and wet” followed by “bloody freezing” and “snowpocalypse” leading, inevitably to “slushmageddon” with, “record-breakingly warm and wet” to round out the month.

We’re all suffering from weather whiplash!

2024 began with pretty standard Wet Coast weather — good conditions for “crows in puddles” photography.

Marvin, Mavis and Lucky (right) debate puddle ownership with Norman and Nancy (January 8)

By mid-month temperatures had plunged to around -13C at night (colder with the wind chill factor) and it was “tuck your feet up into the pantaloons” time for the crows …

… and “wake up at the crack of dawn to check the hummingbird feeder” for me.

After several frigid days the cold snap eased — and the snow started.

It kept on snowing until our neighbourhood was an unrecognizable winter wonderland. The human inhabitants shovelled … and shovelled … and shovelled some more.

Sometimes there was just too much shovelling …

People got around on skis and toboggans and schools were closed for two days in a row. If you didn’t HAVE to get somewhere, it was magical.

“Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow” — Christina Rossetti

One of my favourite moments was seeing a little girl in a pink snowsuit passionately declaring while throwing herself face-first into the snow, “This is the BEST day of my life!”

Of course, she probably didn’t have to do any shovelling!

My biggest regret: not getting a picture of the night-time unicyclist pedalling through the snow with a plastic toboggan tucked under one arm.

More standard snow commuting options — dig out the car or risk a bike ride.

The crows, unequipped with shovels or sleds, just had to forge their own way through the drifts.

Especially for last year’s fledglings, it must have been confusing to find their normal perches inaccessible. Roofs, railings and branches were suddenly at capacity with snow, making Hydro wires the most reliable landing option.

At least one crow did some of his or her own “digging” to make more room.

A little bit of snow crow semaphore …

Send …………………………………………peanuts ………………………………………… please!

Of course, this being Vancouver, the magic was fleeting and there were more days of slush than there had been of snow.

Slightly confused gull

Lucky in slush

Sparky doing his best in the slush

Vancouver rain acts like a fire hose, and we were soon back to our seasonally normal colour palette of black, white and grey.

Bongo in his damp monochrome world

On the plus side, it’s now back to excellent puddle photography weather!

It’s so mild that it feels … sneakily … unreliably … a bit like spring.

The hellebores are in full bloom!

I haven’t had a chance pick some, place them in a bowl photograph them yet, but I will as soon as it stops raining.

In the meantime, here’s a tiny (literally) sneak peak at a little hellebore- happiness-raven inspired thing I’ve been working on …

 

 

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Snow Crows

There’s something magically transformative about snow. I’ve amassed a large collection of vintage snow globes, and even made some of my own featuring quirky local landmarks. In summary, I’m a bit of a sucker for snow.

We had what looks to be this winter’s only snowfall here in Vancouver in mid-February. I was excited to write about it then, but since Texas and other US states were undergoing very real suffering from unseasonably cold weather, snow and ice at that point, it didn’t seem tactful to be waxing lyrical about it. I’m feeling that it might be OK to indulge now …

We get very few days of snow in a typical Vancouver winter, so when the flakes start to fall I’m out of the house with my camera as much as possible. On top of the beguiling alliteration, the combination of “crow” and “snow” is pure enchantment.

Here is a crow with snow, folk music and starling accompaniment …

From a technical point of view, snow is both blessing and curse for crow photography. The camera wants to focus on each falling snowflake rather than the bird, so that’s a challenge. The contrast of the black feathers and the all white landscape also needs considerable over-exposure to reveal the detail in the crows.

But the light! The light is magic — beautifully soft, no harsh highlights, bouncing back into those dark feathers and bringing out the shades of mauve and indigo, pearl and navy. It’s as if the whole world is a light box designed especially for photographing crows. Woohoo!!!

White Wing in the snow

The Wings in a Winter Wonderland

And you just never know what might happen. I accidentally found the snow version of a four leafed clover when photographing Mavis in the back garden this year.

Not yet …

Be patient …

Keep looking …

Bingo!

For just one microsecond a snowflake kept its perfect crystalline form on her face. And I got a photo of it!!

Particularly amazing to see this in Vancouver, where the temperature is usually too warm for snow crystals to remain intact long enough to be visible. It’s the little things that make a photographer’s day!

Another fun thing about a snow day is seeing how the crows adapt to it.

The Walkers not only dealt with the weather conditions, they also gave me instructions on how to do so.

Instead of walking along with me to the bump at the bottom of the tree where I customarily leave a few peanuts, as he normally does, Mr. Walker flew over my shoulder and landed on a higher, slightly less snow covered burl on the tree as if to say, “this will be a better spot to leave them today.”

So I did as instructed and everyone was pleased.

It was young Chip’s first snowfall.

A puzzling development,  but she shook it off with aplomb.

Now the flowers are coming up, birds are collecting nesting materials and spring is very much in the air, but I had fun looking back at our brief yet magical period of Crows in a Winter Wonderland. Hope you did too.

 

 

 

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