My theme for the A to Z Challenge: Desert Canyon Living
Three ravens, a mother raven and two youngsters, came at the beginning of summer last year to
spend the night on the thickest wire that leads from the electric pole to our house.
The two young ravens seemed to be wired themselves, just like kids before bedtime. While the youngsters bicker, mother raven stoically looks the other way with a sort of long-suffering raven look on her face.
OK, so what shall we do now?
I know, let's try the thinner wire down below!
Oh, no, mother raven, help, I think I'm falling off! As if to remind her youngster he can still fly, she raises her wings and flaps them a few times.
OK, I got it, I can use my wings to balance with. Cool! It's all so easy if you don't panic.
Look at me now, I'm almost comfortable.
But it's really much better on the thicker wire above, so I think I fly back up there.
Come any closer and I'll beat you up, thinking you're so cool and all, says his sibling.
While mother raven looks the other way, once again, wishing for some night-time QUIET, already.
The three ravens spent every night for the rest of the summer on our wires. When fall came, the youngsters were grown up and one night they did not return.