I had this. But then I moved. I mean they were magpies, not crows, but still. They came to see me every morning, sat with me while I drank my coffee, eating the putrid mush I made for them that they loved so much. Do they still wait for me? It breaks my heart.
They have seances in your honor, no doubt. 🤘🏼✨🖤
i spent two days tweaking and converting an old mountain bike to an ebike kit, and my mind was quiet the whole time.
i have AuDHD. and it made total sense once i was finished, and took it for a ride.
i finally found my “trains n’ dinosaurs” obsession, its just ebikes instead.
the glee i felt riding that thing around last night made me feel 10 years old again.
i imagine befriending a crow is similar. it quiets the mind and allows you to fully experience the present without the pretext of existence and all its troubles.
I’ll just leave this here.
My wife has been trying to befriend a crow all summer. It’s harder than it sounds. Her biggest problem is finding a crow near our house. She’s started bringing peanuts on her walks just in case.
My sister started feeding crows at work but only if they’re not pushy. One day a crow arrived that was clearly new and started squawking at her till the other crows got on it’s case. Then it quieted down and they all got fed.
Lol I love how the other crows were like "calm down! you’re blowing it for us!”
the vancouver crows I see around my work seem to prefer pecans and walnuts. The one I call budgie comes inside and eats with me at lunch.
Puppy kibble is their kryptonite around these parts, FWIW. 🤪