Nature noted

Poor Pike Present

I happened to look out my window just after dinner the other night, and something caught my eye. Something white was thrashing around in the water. After grabbing the binoculars I could tell it was a seagull. But the seagull was wrestling with something, something that was also white.

For a moment there I had a horrified thought that it was our cat. I mean, I know seagulls wouldn’t likely attack the cat, but maybe if the cat had been injured and fallen into the water…. Anyway, it wasn’t the cat.

Turns out this seagull was wrestling with a big fish. I must have seen the underbelly through the binocs. After some Herculean efforts, the seagull flopped the fish onto the dock and proceeded to peck and it. Tasty dinner, I guess.

Yesterday I went out to see what present the seagull had left us, and all that was left was a pike head. A bit icky, but it’s the law of nature. I’m assuming the fish was already injured because I don’t think the seagull itself would actually attack a healthy fish. Here’s what I saw.

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Fawn in the Field

I’m doing my best not to grumble too much about the SNOW I saw falling repeatedly yesterday. And it’s cold and rainy today. Um, what is the date again?? Anyway, it’s obviously meaningless to the universe. So I will decorate my blog today with a photo from last week when it was warm and sunny.

I took this from the side of the road. You can hardly see the fawn, but since mommy was there and obviously nervous of me, I snapped this quick pic and left them alone.

Look carefully because there really is a fawn in the field.

(Hint: lower right quadrant)

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