At about 1 PM today (9/15) I heard what sounded like a raven calling. The sound was distant and I couldn’t pin down a direction. Finally, I looked straight up. There, directly overhead, were two ravens soaring, at times kiting, in the light air far above.
![Two common ravens above the Wetlands.](/wp-content/files/2/2015/09/raven330657_s.jpg)
Ravens are seen here at the Museum about once per year, usually in fall or winter. I didn’t see one last year, but I do recall hearing one at one point during the past winter. It’s usually their voice, their loud croaking, gurgling voice, that announces their presence.
It’s always a thrill to see these red-tailed hawk size corvids, no matter where it is that I see them.
After a few minutes the ravens drifted off to the southeast.
![Soaring off to the southeast.](/wp-content/files/2/2015/09/raven330653_s.jpg)
It pays to look up.