The hawk returned! My neighbor said she espied it, but I hadn’t seen him yet. Yesterday we were treated to an up-close-and-personal sighting, complete with a kill and dining experience, all in the front yard!
The unfortunate victim of our bird of prey happened to be another bird. (I was hoping for a squirrel kill, but no such luck.) Thankfully, we had no Amazon deliveries to interrupt this amazing feast. He took down his meal. I watched it writhe until escape was impossible and then proceeded to gaze in awe at his masterful cleaning of the carcass. Feathers were flying! I retrieved the binoculars for a detailed viewing of the carnage, musing that I was rather hard-up for entertainment. He was efficient, taking off after 20 minutes with a piece of meat. That thought led me to believe that perhaps “he” was a “she” going to feed her young one.
A nasty old magpie stood watch from the Linden tree the entire time, and then followed the hawk upon its departure. I suppose this magpie needed some food for her young ones, because she has built a messy nest in my pine tree. Or maybe her young one was the entree for the hawk?
April really is the cruelest month, Geoffrey!
You were given a gift to watch Wild America in action!
True. Another amazing one yesterday – geese in my meadow! And this morning, a lovely squirrel staring me down from the roof.
Mother Nature at work!