The guineas are building an army.
Now the chicks are all transitioning from their brown juvenile feathers to the polka dot adult feathers (and looking quite scrappy while they’re at it), and they are large. And loud. They move like a school of fish still and they’re bold. Bolder in numbers.
They look like they’re performing maneuvers half the time. Flank the food dish! Charge the walnut tree! Establish defensive positions around Mom! Recon missions around corner of greenhouse! Circle back!
I have to get rid of some, I mean, give some away, but I haven’t got any bright ideas how to trap them.
I was driving through town and I caught with the corner of my eye a huge group of crows, startling enough I quickly braked to look. There were maybe fifty, densely packed all in one person’s yard, each a foot or two apart, systematically pecking over the driveway and lawn. It was odd to me because I hadn’t seen such a big flock of crows together.
Then a couple of weeks later, a flock four times that size came through our yard!
I caught movement in the corner of my eye again and went to the window, to see crows everywhere, sprinkled evenly over the lawn and driveway, all calmly at work flipping leaves over, walking around, scratching and pecking.
There were over 200! I counted. Several times. My counting got less accurate around 230 each time because the flock would have shuffled too much by the time I got that high. Occasionally a group would flutter up to the tree and talk about something and then settle back down to the ground.
They stayed for about a half hour, and then as one they rose into the air and flew together – into the next yard!
On a related note, this is too funny:
Please excuse a small rash of “catch up” posts. Blogging is a two part process – writing and taking pictures, and posting – each of which requires different states of mind, or at least internet/3G. Many posts pass the first in a flash and wait long for the second.