And chasing the big bird are smaller black birds darting and dashing at it like those biplanes attacking King Kong while he was holding that little woman. But this is different, as usual. I creep happy and smug with the knowledge from childhood remembering that which a wise person once told me about ravens and crows.
Ravens walk and crows hop.
Yep, that's what he had said. Yeah, that's it. No, damn, that's the same thing. I once wrote for a different publication about another bird incident involving an osprey with a large trout in its talons that could not land without dropping the fish. I watched it fly around and around and around in ever decreasing circles trying to figure out stuff.