Territory

A crow cawed from the top of a large maple tree as I walked home yesterday.   Its call was answered from another tree several yards over.  What a different world it must look like from the crow's point of view.  Buildings spread out across the hills underneath all the places to perch.  Nothing in the layout of blocks, streets, building lots, houses, or title deeds matters - just that there are trees to roost in, and food and water.  I don't know what these neighborhood crows eat - they may travel for sustenance and just use these trees for nesting.  At any rate, they have no sense of, or respect for, the ownership that we claim to the squares of land.  They sort out their territories in their own way, singing from the tree tops.