Some people do, too.
There are probably other animals in the world who do, but this is a post about crows. And people.
Going back down memory lane, I have a few drawings that were metaphors for lifetime relationships.
As my boyfriend says, “I guess we’re stuck together”
Oh, yes, the Work-In-Progress of “Crows”
One thing about Danbury…there’s lots of crows. It kind of freaked me out at first, I usually associate them with death. I also tend to, when living in NYC, associate crows as one of the only birds that would be around in the winter, to pick at garbage. It’s not a compelling subject matter.
Once a long time ago, in another condo complex, in another city in Connecticut, I found a woman caring for a crow. I was a bit surprised, but she told me the crow had broken his wing and she had nursed him back to health. Since she had the same associations with crows as I do, she looked up (in days prior to Google) crow’s behavior, and was quite impressed. Among other things, they care for their elderly.
So, enough about stereotypes. Crows Rule! Here’s the sketch