Divebombed by crows (cont’d)
Jun 3rd, 2007 by Paul Moor
About 5.45 this afternoon I set out with Maxe on our pre-concert penultimate walk of the day, and damned if I didn’t find myself once again seriously threatened by a repeat of this early morning’s bomb run.
As we approached this morning’s combat area, I once again heard an outraged crow somewhere nearby unmistakably threatening me with bloody murder, and although this time I escaped direct bombardment my assailant landed in a tree directly ahead of us, directly in our line of march, and in my mind’s eye I definitely saw blood in his/hers. At the foot of that tree I saw the casus belli - this morning’s chick, but looking somehow much more mature, now much more covered with feathers, but of course still earthbound and terribly vulnerable. A second crow appeared almost immediately as reinforcement for the first one.
Since one divebombing struck me as sufficient to the day thereof, once again we turned tail and cravenly sought the relative security of our home and figurative castle. I can only hope that poor chick will survive roaming cats in our neighborhood; with such protective parents, I’d rate its chances as not too slim.
And now off to the Philharmonie for tonight’s Berlin Philharmonic concert. I look forward to reacting snidely to the pre-concert talk, in view of my really close friendship the last quarter-century of her life with Kurt Weill’s favorite performer and widow Lotte Lenya, who sang the Parisian premiere of “The Seven Deadly Sins” almost 75 years ago.
[...] I’d re-direct your attention to his first post about his encounter with the crows (and the 2nd and 3rd) and then finally to his follow-up post. [...]