Tag Archives: Crow
Wake-Up Call
This is an old photo I took of my friend Jocko. He would come, everyday, to stand at the top of the utility pole, visible from my office window. He would caw, until I opened the blinds and talked to … Continue reading
A New Companion
His name is Jocko. At least that’s the name that came immediately to mind when I decided he needed such a definition. I had just read a Dean Koontz series (Frankenstein), and that was the name of a small misshapen, … Continue reading
Daily Stone #25
Through slightly opened window, hear cawing of a single crow. In my mind, see him bouncing on a tree branch, pushing out his sound in hopes of being heard. Elizabeth Crawford 10/30/11
Photo Stone #8
Where’s Waldo In this life, Waldo is a crow, can you find him? Elizabeth Crawford 8/12/11
A Crow and His Shadow
We all have a shadow. I am not speaking about the physical reality that occurs when we stand in any particular light. I am speaking about the shadow aspects of the human psyche. It is often defined as the … Continue reading