tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2946238650552392598.post4514120098808403743..comments2022-06-18T10:39:30.880-04:00Comments on Project Crow: Cleveland Park Run: "Clean and Free of Riff-Raff"Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2946238650552392598.post-70648357773572197982019-01-15T12:05:43.948-05:002019-01-15T12:05:43.948-05:00Oh my God. You are a crow whisperer. *heads to sto...Oh my God. You are a crow whisperer. *heads to store to purchase cashews* Crows are the best.Jean Winegardnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14001494449733438336noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2946238650552392598.post-10374714286063505202019-01-15T11:59:49.314-05:002019-01-15T11:59:49.314-05:00I'm so glad that you are back to running after...I'm so glad that you are back to running after the surgery! When I first saw your reference to crows, I thought we were in for another eery "I can't believe someone else thinks/does/feels this too!" kind of coincidence. My own crow-related running project started at about the same time as yours, but it's running with a pocketful of cashews that I drop at random points on the run. It took only three days for my local neighborhood murder of crows to assign a scout (sometimes solo but often a pair) to follow me on my run and put out the alert when the cashews drop. My husband questions whether I've trained them or they've trained me but either way, it's an added incentive to run in the cold, dark, and damp.<br /><br />Happy New Year and Happy New Blog! Daenahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01380915966879470501noreply@blogger.com