I moved back to Davis, CA recently, and am surprised to see the town has so many crows now. What happened? It wasn't like this in the 80s/90s, I would have noticed. It's hard not to when you feel like you're in Hitchcock's The Birds. I took some videos and I'm pretty sure there's more crows here than portrayed in the movie.
It takes ten minutes for them to arrive. There must be thousands.
I don't mind so much, I think crows are cool. Wicked smart and interesting. But I do feel sorry for anyone who has to live near a roost, such as the folks in Tercero area of the UC Davis campus. I used to live in a Tercero too, it was called K building and bestowed with a giant "Special K". The lettering is gone now, painted over. Either that or the crows have covered it with their Special Krap.
Surprisingly not a lot of info on the web about the crow population. Some good insight on Davis Wiki, but I would have expected more. Other than a small band of murder murderers, everyone around acts like nothing is happening.
So the other night, I had ideas. Lots of ideas. My mind was unstoppable. It was the
middle of the night though, and I NEEDED rest. I wanted nothing more than for the ideas to stop so I could go to sleep. But the ideas and creativity just FLOWED. I could hear melodies. Song lyrics came from out of nowhere. Interesting characters and their stories all wrote themselves. But I didn't capture any of it. I assumed it would come back the next
evening WHEN I HAD TIME to capture it.
But it's all gone. I don't remember any of it.
And I'll never let that happen again. Ever.
For the rest of my life, I don't care
what's happening the next day. When there's flow like that, I'm going to capture it.
There's nothing I can't excuse from the next day. Even something like
a job interview. I'll just explain, "Sorry I'm so out of it for this
interview, but last night I had a flurry of creativity and I just had to get it all down. It goes away you know, you understand, right?"