This morning, as I was sleepily spooning in my rice and beans, Doña Cuevas exclaimed that the crows were swarming. This was a change from the white cattle egrets that beautify the area. Unfortunately, the egrets are on vacation just now, probably dipping in the tepid waters of Lake Cuitzeo or somewhere fishy. When I got up from the table, I took a look.It was reminiscient of M.C. Escher drawings.
I then grabbed my camera and took a few photos. A closer looked revealed that they weren't crows, their color was brown on back but some had yellow breasts.
I then grabbed my camera and took a few photos. A closer looked revealed that they weren't crows, their color was brown on back but some had yellow breasts.
I was pleased that they stayed outside, wheeling and squealing. A confused and thrashing bird indoors is one of the creepiest things I know.
I didn't sight a Tippie Hedren among them.
2 comments:
Crows are independent cusses, not given to hanging out with others.
Actually, my bird book says there are no crows in Mexico, except up around Brownsville/Matamoros. What we have hereabouts are ravens.
As you can see, a closer look revealed color on some. So they are not crows. I will check with some of my avid avian-observing friends.
Saludos,
Mike
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