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Animal Tracks •
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When the birds stop their singing and it becomes still
in the treetops I know there is a 'hunter' around. Last
Sunday morning as I was harvesting that hunter was a
perigrine falcon just skimming the treetops.
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Snugged
down in the coop
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It made a circuit and I held my breath for the chickens as
it passed over the coop and swung around and then headed off.
Incredible to watch!
Wasp
with wax moth larvae
It is kind of neat to see the different animals, birds and
all as the fall is approaching. The groundhogs have moved
in, in force, and are after the apples but wiped out a section
of the fall cabbage as well. Once again, deer are begining
to mosey through the fields and certainly that is tied to
the impending onset of hunting season. I have seen cars parked
at various locations around on the NRA ground. In this case
NRA stands for National Recreation Area. Hunting is permitted
on the federal land that surrounds and together with our little
bubble of private land comprise the bulk of the farm acreage.
Yesterday walking down the lane I saw a smal flock of evening
grosbeak birds. It reminded me that in that one spot at the
margin of the phragmite and poplar trees with a heavy rose
bush understory I see the grosbeaks almost every year around
this time. They are really quite pretty with their patches
of white, grey, black, yellow of varying hues and intensities.
They are very shy and so I never have gotten a chance for
a photo.
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