Burbank (OK, not quite the Valley, but to a Woodite, everything beyond the Cahuenga Pass is Over There)
Heavy marine layer and cool. 9 a.m.
Sixth and Dartmouth. A picture perfect residential neighborhood. One raven on the sidewalk, one as sentry on streetlight. A third was observed later when they gathered in a nearby tree. Meeting their realtor? Aside from planting birdy toes in a well-manicured lawn, I couldn’t see a single reason for ground-level foraging. It also blows away my ideas that they don’t act that much like crows even when they’re in a totally human environment.
More on the Valley here.