Yesterday I was hanging laundry on a self-made, temporary gazebo contraption (which was moved to an odd location while we wait for the new sod to take) when suddenly, there was a really loud noise.
My mom was nearby and I looked at her before looking up toward a huge pine tree in my next door neighbour’s abandoned garden.
It was coming from up there.
The noise sounded like chattering, by a chorus of some type of wildlife.
We have much wildlife here in my little corner of the big city: raccoons, groundhogs, coyotes, rabbits, squirrels, birds…sometimes deer stray down here as well from a nearby park. 😀
“That’s the squirrels, making that noise,” mom said.
Sounds like a chorus, I thought while gazing upwards. You could see the top quarter of the very tall pine swaying back and forth despite it being a wind-free day.
The chattering got louder and more animated. Mom went inside – it was lunchtime and the sun was brutally hot.
I continued the laundry.
After a while I saw five black crows simultaneously fly out of the crown of the tree and hover nearby, all staring at the same location.
The chatter got even louder. The crows somehow communicated with each other to descend back into the tree branches and then…
…all hell broke loose. 😳
I stopped hanging laundry and moved myself into a sliver of shade near the corner of the house.
What is going on up there?
The chatter continued for a few more seconds, joined by the crows making their own noise, and then suddenly, all five of them flew off.
Almost immediately, the chattering stopped.
Here’s what’s left me pondering:
Was it the squirrel(s) protecting their young from the crows that caused all this drama?
Or was it the crows trying to protect their nest(s) from the squirrels?
Or perhaps it was simply a territorial dispute over real estate. 😂
I guess I’ll never know.