Unforeseen

A morning ramble turned up a surprise: a poplar stump had become a dining table for one of the neighbourhood hawks.

Feathers covered the top. Hung off the side. Lay in bunches on the ground. A sudden end to a small bird.

Whose song is missing from our woods today?

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14 thoughts on “Unforeseen

      1. I have seen something similar with whitetails. I think it is caused by insects, particularly black flies but probably ticks as well. I’ve seen pretty bad infestations of them on horses that are not adequately protected from flies, especially on the chest area.

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  1. Just nature doing its thing, Sally, and usually creating a balance. We’ve had a mouse explosion around here and I’m thinking we could really use a cat. 🙂 As for the insects, the deer herd that lives on our property seem to be particularly bothered by bugs this year. But it varies with the season. –Curt

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    1. Ah, balance! No mice to speak of (thanks, in part to our resident great grey owl and nearby foxes). It has been an odd summer for small birds, however. In other words, where the heck are they?!? We don’t feed birds because the seed attracts bears and while we don’t mind them some folks don’t appreciate getting close and personal. But we do provide lots of water. For years we’ve had dozens of birds coming to drink and bathe. This year? I can count on two hands the number of times I’ve seen them at the water. I do hear them occasionally in the woods. Changes, that’s for sure.

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      1. I wonder if it has something to do with changing climate — a warmer summer, less rain, plants blooming ahead of schedule — so many factors that could impact birds. Black capped and boreal chickadees, red-breasted nuthatches, tree swallows, mountain bluebirds, kestrels and others — all among the missing or in very reduced numbers. Strange times, Curt.

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      1. This just reminded me of the bird feathers my cat would leave us each morning. My dad preferred dead mice (easier to clean and proof that the cat was doing her duty). I loved the photos, and I am looking forward to your next set.

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      2. Cats are certainly good hunters. I remember my cats bringing home mice — sometimes all I’d find on the porch was the gall bladder (yucky stuff to eat, apparently), the rest having been eaten for breakfast. “-)

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