I was rewarded by one of 'my' crows doing a weird sort of vocalise at the top of a tree. It was like that gurgle they occasionally do, but much more melodious. Wonder if it was some sort of mating call? The critters, inflamed by the absurd sudden and too-early Spring weather have been frisking about, chasing each other all over the place.
The new crown seems a bit iffy, now, I can't bite on it, as it feels slightly sore. Boy, nothing ever seems to go quite right. Fap!