I spent part of a long weekend looking for Corvus corax. I was told by my aunt that one come visiting. They feed the birds and chipmunks. Today I was delighted to inform them that they actually have two stripped little friends eating the seeds by the door. But despite vigilance, I had only seen the crows. Until this morning. The birds get specially bought, stale glazed donuts. My bags and phone were in the car when my aunt told me he (she?) had arrived. I managed to snap a picture when the crows chased it off into the trees, but not until after she got her share.