More Crowing

I am not sure if I write this to validate my crow story in all self-righteousness. Or further prove my weirdness, by simply failing to drop the topic. But here goes.

My sisters remind me of the crow story on my last trip to India. (This one: https://clustersofmoments.blogspot.com/2024/11/conversations-with-crows.html ) The reason it stays with me is partly because on the same trip, my friend tells me her family’s crow story. Yeah yeah, that’s right… whatever it is that they say about ‘birds of a feather…’

She tells me how their crow would visit their balcony every day. They start feeding the crow, but the crow clearly has a favorite. Her husband. He takes the cracker only when her husband hands it to him. No one else. Sorry folks.

“See…” I tell her all indignation, “They do recognize people”. Case in point. I need no more validation. I do a mental jig in my head. I make a mental note to tell my sisters. I soon forget all about it.  

The nerd in me wants to research this further and perhaps write about it too. “The secret habits of crows” will make fine reading. As will “Your neighborly crow knows you better than you imagine”. Coming “this summer” to a bookstore near you.

And while it would be far more educational and informative if I did some scientific research on crows and their human recognition patterns, that is simply not the point of this blog. Wait, is there a point to this blog? All metaphysical questions I suppose.

Metaphysics or not, this blog is about simplicity. It’s an attempt to make sense of ourselves in relation to our world, to distill life into an easier understanding of its experience.

All that we deem strange and weird (even if much later), is really not strange or weird at all. And if you need external validation, you will find there are others doing the same thing. If I dig further, I will find that many people have their own crow stories. 

And while some see the wonder in it, some see the weirdness in it, some see the complete normal in it. And the wonderful thing is that we get to choose.