At one point, a raven flew overhead, calling.
I called back.
In my arsenal of completely useless talents, I do an amazing range of raven calls, the proof of which is that this raven circled back and answered.
I chattered back, he protested and landed in a tree nearby. We held a lively conversation for almost the entire song, Kkrrrrak? Skwaaaa! Gaaaaakkk! Gronk! and he finally flew away.
I'm not sure what he had to say to me, and I'm pretty sure it wasn't all flattering, but it was nice that he paused to talk.
Originally posted at Dreamwidth: https://ellenmillion.dreamwidth.org/1752020.html (I'm more likely to reply to comments there!)
