Feeding Crow

I saw an amazing thing today.

It was a beautiful, sunny February day. The depression and fog started to lift as I walked toward the bus stop.

I sat down and checked my watch, looked around and got ready to see what I could before the bus showed up. I enjoy watching people, and today I wasn't disappointed.

As I sat there, an old man rode by on a bike. He stopped about 20 feet from the bus stop, grabbed the light pole and hit the button to cross the street toward Officer's Row. As I watched, he reached into a bag and threw something onto the ground. It looked like some kind of big nut. Curious, I thought. Immediately, a large crow flew down from a tree and grabbed the treat, hopped a few feet away and ate it. I thought it was a fluke, but kept watching, mesmerized. Again the man reached deliberately into his bag and this time threw out about 5 pieces of (whatever it was), and 3 or 4 new crows flew down and gobbled them up. All this time, which was a few minutes at the most, cars were flying by on this busy main road, completely oblivious to this most amazing thing playing out right in front of me. In a few minutes, the light changed and the man started riding away, crossing the street against the traffic. I watched in amazement as about 20 crows went flying away with him. Every so often he would look back and throw treats back for his friend, making sure they were still with him. The same crow was flying real close to him...I watched as he threw up a treat and the crow caught it in midair.

I couldn't help but smile. I kept watching until he and his friends were completely out of site, and couldn't help thinking to myself, "I wish they'd come back this way!"

I was fighting getting out of the house today, but was so happy to see this little miracle.

I wish I could thank the man for sharing his friends with me...for making me smile and feeling happy to be alive.