The crows are back. They caused quite a rucous this morning. The dog was barking at them. The neighbor down the hill came out to remark on them.
My first encounter with crows was in grade school. I was walking down the hill to the beach, and came across 5 or 6 of them feeding on road kill. My memory is of huge, intelligent birds that didn't scare easily. We stood and watched each other for a few moments, before they flew away.
(I had a similar encounter with vultures in high school. I was driving my little sister and me down a hot, dusty country back road. All the windows were down, and we were moving slowly over the uneven gravel. We approached something on the road ahead - I couldn't tell what it was till we were upon them - 5 to 6 vultures feeding off road kill. I had approached so slowly, they didn't move. I came to a stop about 10 feet from them. They just turned and looked at us. It was stalemate for a few minutes. It felt to me like they wouldn't fly off if I drove forward, but would rather attack us. I told my sister to roll all the windows up fast! But eventually, of course, I drove and they flew. I'll never forget how intelligent they looked.)
The first thing that comes up when I google Crows in Texas is Texas Crow Patrol. They shoot crows for free. Apparently, crows eat crops. So they'll come and shoot them for you. It's legal. And oddly geometrical.
Apparently, this is the western edge of their range in Texas. Google says they are permanent residents, but in this last year, I'm pretty sure I've only heard them during their breeding season Feb - June. Perhaps they remain here, but are silent (though the thought of silent crows makes me giggle).

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