Ravens nest early

If I recall, by mid-February, the he and the she of a pair are sitting their nests. About three or four days ago, I espied a pair flitting about from Ponderosa pine to Ponderosa, talking in that low, intimate gurgley voice that ravens sometimes use. LH & I always called it saying sweet nothings.

In any event, one of the pair flew to the very top of a tall pine and proceded to posture, caw, and perhaps test the particular needles for suitability in a new nest.

After a short while, the bird decided it wanted to be elsewhere. While my camera was recording this picture, it had time to flee the scene. I've kept a lookout for this pair and, while they've been back once or twice, that's it. I had hoped that they might make a home that I could see out my big front windows, but that doesn't seem very likely.

Next, I may report on the saga of my iMac, the exploding capacitors, and my crashed hard drive.