Feeding Crow

  Feeding young American Crow

  A storm pitched an entire nest of young crows to the ground at the studio.  I had to raise them with crickets and worms.  You had to shove the food down their throats.  I kept them in an upstairs room at the studio with the windows open so their parents could come and go.  These days, I would just put them in bushes and let the adults handle it.

  They were very gregarious and preferred company to solitude.  When I was at the studio they would all walk down to where I was working and sit next to me preening and cleaning their feathers.

  I think of my fellow natives of the Blackfork watershed as my neighbors.  In this case they literally were.