Maggie and I noticed that when the crows begin to congregate again that Fall is just around the corner. Well they started congregating this week and my how noisy they are this year! Some mountain folks say that when they come back for the Winter season and are unusually noisy, it means an unusually colder Winter is at hand. This might be a “wives tale,” but it might be the truth. Mountain folks consistently rely on the traditions and the folklore here. We have noticed that a lot of their simple predictions “do” come true.
Crows are really beautiful creatures, in my opinion. They may not necessarily seem “regal,” but they do seem very self-confident. And they are a very smart species. They can remember your face and a kind deed that was done to them. Their memory is incredible. They cache food. And, as Aesop’s fables recount, they are smart enough to know to place pebbles in a vessel to bring the water high enough for them to drink.
Whether or not our Winter is colder because of the crows’ noisiness, it is always fascinating to come across some native folklore that can be passed down by word of mouth over many generations. Just knowing that through communication of generation to generation we can still pass on information is reassuring. Even if we did not have books or computers, information would still pass down on a regular basis. I like seeing the patience, persistence, strength of will, and the desire of our Boston Mountain folks and how simple means of communication, like word of mouth, will not be matched by all of our new technology.
Okay, enough of my rant for the day!
Caw! Caw! Caw!