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oh so nice!
I don't know why but I've been fascinated by birds since childhood. Maybe it's their diversity of color and shape, their behavior or their songs. In my book, even the lowly brown sparrow is beautiful. I've been winter feeding them from November through April and my backyard is a treat for the eyes and ears. Unfortunately when you provide a place of refuge and sustenance for our feathered friends, you also create a smorgasbord for the bigger birds of prey and from time to time the hawks also visit and fly off with and devour one of my mourning doves. That is nature and I get it. Still hurts to see it happen in a flurry of feathers settling into the yard.
A month ago I witnessed something I never dreamed I'd see. Living in the county outside an encroaching city sprawl, homeowners can have free range chickens and ducks in their backyards, as is the case of on of my over the fence neighbors. They have chickens clucking and ducks quacking which is not obtrusive and soothes the country boy in me. On that day in April I was near the patio door and heard the swoosh of the birds' wings as they flew in every direction to confuse the red-tailed hawk who landed on the fence seconds later. It was eerily quiet, but the hawk suddenly flew upward and grabbed one of the mourning doves who had settled quietly in the top of a cherry tree to avoid detection. The hawk with dinner clutched tightly in his talons flew into the neighbor's yard and I ran out to see over the fence the hawk on the ground, up against the side fence, ready to dine. Suddenly one of the rust-colored chickens charged the hawk, and with all the chickens and ducks noisily clucking and quacking, the hawk was startled and released the dove which flew off in one direction and the hawk in the other direction. All I could think was that was one brave chicken with major cojones, figuratively speaking. I doubt I'll see that happen again.
Love the birds! Except pigeons. Pigeons are flying vermin.
Milleson - Wow, what a story, thanks!
I love watching baby birds with their parents. Just this morning I was watching a male cardinal feeding the female cardinal bird seed while on the ground. It was so cute. But I too have seen what Milson talks of. We have a red-tailed hawk here and I have seen him claim many birds.
Scott from Massachusetts said...
I also love looking at all the different kinds of birds with their beautiful colors. When there is a break in the action on the "trails", you certainly can see different kind of woodpecker's pecking away.
Oh the mother bird won't let her babies go hungry, that's for sure.
Hey guys will a hawk eat chipmunks? I used to have this one chipmunk that would visit me daily on my walks than va-voom, never saw him again.
Thanks Rick!!
@Scott from Mass---yes, the large hawks will eat chipmunks, squirrels, small rodents, but usually will not eat dead animals. Chipmunks are also on the diet of large owls.
Scott from Massachusetts said...
Thanks for the info Milleson. I know all living creatures have to eat, but I miss the little guy.
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