Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for January 28, 2024

Consider that your Corvine theory may be a delusion.

If you don’t listen to us, we will Murder you.

My most recent ex-wife’s family owned a Chevrolet dealership and she drove a Corvine sometimes.

…well…

…I’m rooting for K.C. myself…

…and the Lions…

…when the Browns left for Baltimore …

…they became the second team called, The Browns to do so…

…The baseball St.Louis Browns left to become the Baltimore Orioles…

…if that wasnt bad enough …

…my high school’s nickname was, The Ravens…

…is still, The Ravens…

…and one time while working in a trailer park…

…l kept hearing, " You Who!"…

…it was a raven in a bunny cage…

…still…

…i have nothing to crow about…

…i dont have the authority…

Welcome to the Carol Burnett Show. Or sometimes, Fractured Fairytales. We like to move about. Cleanliness is next to godliness, you know. We are glad of your absolute certainty, as we were feeling a bit peckish.

Well, the corvids in my neighbourhood seem to have plenty of authority…

The crows in our area follow a set schedule, arriving and departing about the same time each day. Corvine airline: Your on-time aviation murmuration.

Corvines rule.

You have plenty, silly.

Then why do they call exclamations of victory crowing?

are they gathering for a murder ?

Caw the authorities.

little caw caw standing on big caw caw muttering

Crows are very clever. They will pick at roadkill and avoid becoming roadkill themselves. They fly up as cars approach but immediately swoop back down as cars pass.

We had a large flock of crows that hung around the grain railroad cars in a nearby switching yard. They disappeared when the avian virus struck years ago, or at least went elsewhere.

Our production building had a few crows that looked down on us as when we arrived at work, scouting for scraps of food to be had before the gulls arrived from the inland lake harbor 40 miles away. We would try to carry on human-to-crow communications, but beyond a few “caws” the birds soon lost interest.

The Corvid Cabal is behind a lot of stuff. Who do you think decides how much candy bars will shrink?

Go, Corvids!

I heard it on the corvine…

“Beats eating crow”, he raved.

Mrs Drysdale: “I’m here to eat crow.”

Granny Clampett: “Wal, ye cain’t. We’re having possum!”

Not in my garden I hope, where you’ll be running the show.

Quoth the corvine.

Never trust those Corvine types.

Well, the Magpie murder mysteries on PBS are an example of Corvine activities!

☺️☺️☺️❤️

Straight and to the point!

This is exciting. Three years after my first covid, I can taste orange again. Wheeeeee!

Now that I think of it, it will be four years in a couple of weeks, since my first covid. Not three. How wonderful.

Don’t over exert yourselves.