It was a tragic story of longing. A longing from deep inside to be with the one she loved so dearly. She could not free herself from the image of his silhouette soaring high in the majestic blue sky above Yellowstone National Park. But alas, it was a forbidden love in the eyes of her father, for he had wished a better life for his only daughter. Those early days in the nest hearing about how the life of an eagle’s spouse is a life of luxury would excite her so. A life filled with fresh fish and the respect of a whole nation. These stories filled her dreams until she spotted him in a murder. So dark! So sinister! So dangerous! With the constant danger of her father finding out, they had to keep their meetings in secret.
She would continually scan the sky looking for those sexy black tail feathers to come a calling. She couldn’t find him to the left…umm the other left
A similar result when she looked to the right..yeah, the other right (hey, birds don’t really know direction anyway)
.. but then she spotted him hanging out on a low branch of a neighboring pine tree. She fluffed her feathers and made a nervous scan for her father.
Good, he was out harassing some tourists trying to shake them down for a piece of hot dog or french fry… ummm french fries… oh.. she re-gathered her focus and called out to her beau. “Hey Baby, your place or mine?” she jests as she takes flight already feeling her heart beat at the strength of 10 + 2.
Hit the jump to read the rest of the tragic story.. or just to see the rest of the pictures
“Hi Baby” She calls me Baby, she calls everyone Baby. “What’s wrong?” her boyfriend asks. “I’m just so scared and lonely all at the same time.” “I know, I know, but your father would put blood on this scarecrow if he saw us together. ” “Good news, he is out pestering park visitors and won’t be back for awhile.”
“I don’t know, it seems too risky, he has one hell of a beak on him and those eyes.. they are filled with hatred towards me”. “Shhhhhhhhh.. I bet I know what will melt your black heart… some ear nibbles.” She knew how to set his mind at ease and besides, everyone likes a little ear nibble.
“Oh shucks, you know that tickles.” “Now, now, relax, no one will see, this pine tree will sufficiently hide us but if you don’t like the nibbles, then how about a PECK ON THE CHEEK – gotcha!”
“Crap, you know I can’t resist when you wear black. How about one on the beak missy?”
“Coooooooo, I can’t take this oppression by my father anymore, let’s fly off into the sunset and live our lives the way it was meant to be, togeth…..” “Let’s talk about this later, right now let’s just enjoy the time we have … now kiss me like you mean it”
“Hey precious, I’m back early and scored two french fries to share with my favorite daughter.” “Whaaaaaaaaa……..!!!!!!”
“HEY, WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON OVER THERE!?!”
“Uhh ccaaawwww umm caawwww uhh Hel lllooo Siiir Niii cc ee d aaaay to —ddday isnnnn’ttt it?”
“You in the black feathers with bad intentions, get away from my daughter or I’ll unleash some Raven-Fu on your ass, or worse yet, call in some favors with Mr. Owl.”
I’m keeping my eye you and I better never see you around my daughter again. NEVERMORE! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?
Wow, a Harlequin author I am not. I took some liberties with sequencing and if you are observant you might have noticed I had to swap out a different father at the end. The first one lost focus when a subway wrapper blew across the set. While in Yellowstone with our friends David and Giselle, we pulled into a turn off to hit the restrooms when I spotted the female bird (well, as far as I can tell the female of the couple since it was smaller and that is all the bird references would give as a distinguishing feature) started cawing loudly. Finally spotting the bird, I trained the beast on it to see what I could get. From there, the Raven did fly to the other Raven on the pine tree where they started showing the behavior above. In all, I thought they came out very nice especially since I was shooting during the day towards the sky. As before, the full images are up on Smugmug (link here).
Oh, we also had a weird experience while there. As I was taking pictures of these two birds, another guy (looking a little rough mind you) came up behind us and simply said “Raaaavvveeeennnns” in a slow low devious tone and then just walked off. That pretty much became the running joke of the week.
by the way, there will be more upcoming shots of the ravens we saw out there – I had to break it into two parts in order to keep the theme in this post. Sorry for the sappy post, but hopefully you liked the pictures.