A raven ornament seemed like the perfect thing to make at this spooky time of year. He’s hung proudly in my window, ready to guard the house against any ghostly goings on over the next few days.
But ravens mean a little more to me than any other animal, despite their slightly dark reputation.Ravens and my family go back a long way. My surname is derived from the Latin for the bird genus ravens belong to (corvus). It was first recorded in Normandy in France, and thought to have originally been a nickname for someone with dark hair. Family legend has it that one of my dad’s ancestors was a Norman knight that came over to England with William the Conqueror at the battle of Hastings, bearing the banner of the raven. It may be just legend, but I like to believe it’s true. So, my raven will be staying up long after Halloween.
I promise to keep it away from Hastings.