i have been getting up early to run lately--5:15-5:30am. it's cool to run early because it's...well...cool. and there's very little traffic (though more than one might suspect).
my running route takes me past the zoo's south and west entrances, and this morning i could hear the peacocks calling. such a dreamy, eerie sound. there's nothing like it.
and on my way back homeward, i saw something one almost never sees: fledgling crows, being guarded and fed by their parents. think about it. when was the last time you saw a baby crow, or even a crow that was obviously younger than its companions?
there's a reason for this: crows are quiet and secretive around their nests, and the babies don't leave the nest until they have most of their feathers.
my running route takes me past the zoo's south and west entrances, and this morning i could hear the peacocks calling. such a dreamy, eerie sound. there's nothing like it.
and on my way back homeward, i saw something one almost never sees: fledgling crows, being guarded and fed by their parents. think about it. when was the last time you saw a baby crow, or even a crow that was obviously younger than its companions?
there's a reason for this: crows are quiet and secretive around their nests, and the babies don't leave the nest until they have most of their feathers.