I don’t know what makes something to be like your favourite. I see sparrows I find them cute, I see pigeon and they scare me, I see peacocks they mesmerise me but crows….they just are my favourite. 

I clicked this pic on way between Calicut and Wayanad when we stopped to have some cake and coffee.  

We were already captivated by the greenery and peace in the air of Kerala. This was my second visit to Kerala but I visited the south Kerala  part before. Btw this blog is more about my favourite bird than about Kerala.

Why I find crow special ! Maybe coz it’s black and so very basic and raw, no shimmering and show off, kind yes it’s very kind and rear cuckoos’ eggs, genius bird with all logical and interpretation senses. I mean I just see crow and I sense some pride and individuality in that bird. It’s not cute nor it’s pet like. It has its own life and it keeps it at ground level. I find charm in it and it’s interesting when you observe it’s routine. I find this captured picture also close to me where the wings ain’t going flat nor upwards. It’s shrill voice isn’t a demerit as per me but I feel this bird doesn’t care what others think about it but always busy doing the duty. 

The tree cover below, the mountains behind and crossing the clouds this picture becomes close to me