It’s snowing again. Connecticut will turn much colder and windier later, but right now it’s all very pretty. My estimate is we’re getting an inch or two an hour at this clip. It’s tough to say exactly because the old snow is settling.
I wanted to take some photos, but I didn’t want to venture outside. To the garage!
I threw the 70-300mm lens on “Clicky.” I’m not sure there’s a correct lens for snow. I’ve tried everything. Maybe there’s just no lens for snow. There are too many places to focus with flakes at every possible distance.
I’d taken a few shots when I heard a soft warbling. It wasn’t anything I recognized. I looked across our road wondering if I’d see an animal foraging for food. A deer or fox would stand out against the white. Nothing.
I heard the warble again, then the screech of a field crow. I shifted the lens up, switching to manual focus and scanning for the crow. He was across the road near the top of a tree. The shutter snapped. Not a great shot. It was going to be tough to shoot anything clearly through a few hundred feet of falling snow.
I leaned against the garage door frame to try and steady myself. At the same time I kept the lens on the crow. And then he warbled. It wasn’t another animal. It was the crow. I’d never heard that sound from a crow before. Was this his way of saying he too hates snow?
A second crow put down in the tree. Every minute or two they flitted to another branch. At times it seemed like they were hopping rather than flying. They moved across the road, landing eighty feet up on a tree a few feet from me.
I feel bad for them. It’s cold. Their sources of food are hidden. Even water is in short supply with ponds and lakes freezing over. It’s not a great day to be a crow.
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Crows can mimic, like Parrots.