Crow in flight at Isfahan, Iran (via Wikipedia)

As fall progresses and migratory birds leave Finland, more and more the only birds I ever see are crows. And because I’m weird that way, I keep chuckling at the old attempted murder joke. Which of course means that crows have been on my mind lately. They’re highly omnivorous, eating pretty much everything that can be eaten. They’re incredibly clever birds, at least one species being able to fish using breadcrumbs as bait.

Mythology-wise crows are very interesting. They’ve long been associated with various gods and goddesses somehow related to death. Swedish mythology has them as the spirits of murdered men. Quite a few mythologies they’re tricksters or messengers which seems quite appropriate since they’re among the most intelligent birds on Earth. There is an old Welsh god, named Bran the Blessed (Bran apparently roughly translates to crow) whose head is fabled to be buried beneath the Tower of London. The legend holds that as long as he remains (pun intended, sorry) there, Britain is safe from invasion. This has also lead to them being blamed for a host of things they probably didn’t do. They’re also social creatures that like to gather around humans. I suppose there’s no accounting for taste.

Crow by goingslo, on Flickr