Now I know where the crows roost in our nearest town.
I’ve never seen a crow roost before, but I’ve read about it. Crows converge at night to sleep together in a huge social group, although they spend most of their days alone or in small family groups. They have a designated place they gather.
They spend the evening before settling down socializing, sharing information, fighting, flirting.
Unexpectedly, while I waited in the parking lot for HW to come out of the grocery store, I discovered where the city crows sleep. Right in the heart of town.
Just before dark, they were swirling around the treetops of these few tall trees, settling down and then skirling up again, putting on swooping chases and synchronized flight maneuvers, diving and landing and taking off again, shouting raucously all the while. The trees were dotted with them and the sky full of action.
They were loud! A big crow social hour; a party before bed.