Fairbanks has gotten a lot of snow the last two days. I would estimate at least a foot. Right now the sun is shining, but the wind is blowing and it's snowing. There is so much fresh snow that some of the pathways that were just shoveled out yesterday can barely be seen--they had been a few feet into the snow already.
Now the subject I have chosen to dedicate the title of this blog to--a raven. I climbed up to the tree loft today and cleared off most of the snow. There was at least a foot and a half of snow on it, and I was concerned it might not be able to handle it. There were some ravens flying around and landing in the trees, some talking. Then the wind started to pick up and I noticed one raven being blown around in the wind.
At first I wondered if the big bird was being blown off course by the strong wind. But then I realized the truth; the raven was purposely "catching waves" so to speak. I watched in amused amazement as he flew up high and caught a breeze over and over again. "Now that's a real wind-surfer!" I said to myself.
Some of the time, he made me a bit nervous--the wind was so strong and was blowing him around like a leaf. "I sure hope you know what you're doing and are being careful!" I told the raven.
Yet another reason why I love ravens. They will never cease to be a great form of entertainment. They are beautiful, graceful, magnificent, and intelligent creatures.
"Stop and consider God's wonders" (Job 37:14, NIV).
Now the subject I have chosen to dedicate the title of this blog to--a raven. I climbed up to the tree loft today and cleared off most of the snow. There was at least a foot and a half of snow on it, and I was concerned it might not be able to handle it. There were some ravens flying around and landing in the trees, some talking. Then the wind started to pick up and I noticed one raven being blown around in the wind.
At first I wondered if the big bird was being blown off course by the strong wind. But then I realized the truth; the raven was purposely "catching waves" so to speak. I watched in amused amazement as he flew up high and caught a breeze over and over again. "Now that's a real wind-surfer!" I said to myself.
Some of the time, he made me a bit nervous--the wind was so strong and was blowing him around like a leaf. "I sure hope you know what you're doing and are being careful!" I told the raven.
Yet another reason why I love ravens. They will never cease to be a great form of entertainment. They are beautiful, graceful, magnificent, and intelligent creatures.
"Stop and consider God's wonders" (Job 37:14, NIV).
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