Isn't this a beautiful bird? We have noticed this lovely creature in our backyard for several weeks now. He sits up in the trees, and sometimes, on the fence (we have a 6 foot high wooden fence). He's absolutely magnificent. And then when he does a low flyover of the backyard, we kind of just hold our breath and watch him... he is glorious.
So, fast forward just a bit. We've noticed, over the past couple of weeks, that the bird "traffic" at our bird feeder has dwindled to practically nothing. (I know... you guys are already putting 2 and 2 together... )
Anyway, Hubster assumed the birdseed he bought was inferior, so he went to some high-falutin' birdwatcher store and came home with this ridiculously overpriced stuff (that has dried CRANBERRIES in it, among other things), and fills up the feeder, and then (because he's such a softie), sprinkles some on the ground for the chipmunks, squirrels, and other woodland creatures that come out from the woods to dine.
Still, not much traffic. QUITE the mystery.
So, the other day we come out on the porch JUST IN TIME to see our (un)friendly neighborhood hawk come THIS close to taking out a dove (a DOVE!) who was naively dining at the bird feeder.
Hmmm. I believe the mystery is solved folks. (Nancy Drew has arrived.)
But I also feel really sad. I wonder how many cute little chipmunks have met a violent death in the talons and beak of our backyard hawk.
As Hubster wisely surmised: "That hawk wasn't just hanging out on the fence... He was READING THE MENU!"