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10:22 Ravenswood

Confirmed. There are two Ravens in my neck of the woods.

Previous sightings have these much maligned birds along the edges of Ceredigion – notably where there are also wildlife reserves (Natur Cymru). I’d been seeing this pair around all winter, and, well, because they’re large and black and our resident crow-family The Gang of Three are also large and black I’d hesitated to call it. Also: I don’t live in the middle of a wildlife reserve, but traditional Welsh farmland (lowland).

But today I was rewarded with a direct overhead sighting, with the Gang of Three attempting to drive them away (it’s nesting season, so competition is fierce).

They’re bigger than you imagine, and look like Kings in their own sky.

Discovered Words

Faodail, (noun): A Scots Gaelic world either pronounced F-aio-D-ay-L or F-aer-T-ae-L (*) with two branches of meaning, quite touching when considered together.

First Branch: 1. A lucky find. 2. Stray treasure. 3. Any found object.

Second Branch: 1. Waif.

 

nb. Waif has interesting threads when we pull on them. From the universal meta brain that is Wikipedia (cough):

…is a living creature removed, by hardship, loss or other helpless circumstance, from its original surroundings…

And in nautical and common law terms, Waif is used to describe a thrown-away object that is later found, but is thought to originally come from Old French guaif or stray beast. Note the connotations for Faodail as a lucky return, an un-looked for homecoming for the object/person. Definitely adding this little bundle to the ongoing obsession fascination with feraculture.

(*) Help me, Scottish Ancestors!

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