I finally got the magpie's attention!
She has been squaking but stays out of sight. Well now the leaves have fallen and there's nowhere to hide!
We talked briefly. Once we made contact, she let out quite a song in a number of languages: sqeeks, caws, whistles. Then she flew off. It wasn't just a sentence. It was a whole paragraph.
I finally got to talk to one of the local corvids, who have been astutely ignoring me for almost two years. Maybe she will tell the crows and ravens I'm ok.
Or maybe they will make fun of me together.
