Somewhere in the year of 2016, some of the crows residing within the exterior of our property, which was conveniently covered in an expanse of trees exhibiting a vast quantity of roosts which enticed birds to build their nests there, included a crow whom I recognized for the several feathers missing from the line of primary feathers within her right wing. I studied this bird, knowing that she could easily be identified, despite the fact that an older crow also lacked a few feathers in her right wing, but conveniently a much lesser amount. The youngest crow I christened McKenna and the eldest bore the name of Gemma.
Through the studies of McKenna, I experienced a playful chase consisting of two crows, who, for the moment, were known as Hugh and Zacharias, persistently giving chase to the former crow in circular flight patterns. The feathers missing from McKenna’s right wing resulted in creating a more awkward flight pattern, but McKenna was a young crow and determinedly caught up to everything without any large amount of difficulty. I supposed that McKenna was a she through thinking that the game was a sign of bird courtship in summer.
Hugh retired for a moment from the game, which was preceded triumphantly by by his opponent, Zacharias. However, from determination, Hugh was not to be thwarted and the merry game extended to nearly half an hour afterward. Once they ended, they departed in different directions from the quintessential fun.
It was only later in fall, when migration commenced, that McKenna and Gemma were last spied, departing North to a warmer climate and leaving behind the location that I had recorded McKenna’s sightings.