More animal drama in the 'burbs. Last night, I heard the coyotes yipping again, and they sounded like they were just outside the house in the backyard. Creepy. This evening, my husband was out mowing the lawn, and he came across a chewed-up rabbit head. Those coyote were in our backyard! Sad, I think it was from the Mamma Bunny that we saw two weeks ago. Now we know why she put the bunny nest so close to our house and in the front yard, she was trying to keep her babies away from the woods and coyotes. We're down to only one baby bunny now, who's taken refuge in the lilac bushes, nestled away in the shoots. I hope it makes it, the bunny is ridiculously cute. Poor Mamma Bunny, may she rest in peace.
There's been lots of animal drama in our backyard this summer! And we're solidly in the 'burbs, not in the country.
We've had two batches of baby robins in a nest located in a shrub right outside our house. The robin parents worked non-stop to feed the baby robins.
In May, I saw a fisher cat dart across our back yard, ran up a
white pine and kick out baby squirrels from their nest some thirty
feet up in the air. That fisher cat looked pretty mean. I believe it had the baby squirrels
for din-din a few hours later. Gruesome.
Yesterday, I found a rabbit nest with two baby bunnies only four feet away from our garage door, nestled in a creeping juniper with overhanging grass and a shrub branch. The bunnies were the size of hamsters. We saw an adult rabbit there about two weeks ago and wondered why the rabbit was so close to our house. Now we know! Why did mommy bunny make a nest so close to a house with a mad hunting dog?
All these baby animals..... hmmm.... some sort of omen?
"As a child of the '60s, I accepted as an article of faith that government is corrupt, that business is exploitative, and that people are generally good at heart."
"These cherished precepts had, over the years, become ingrained as increasingly impracticable prejudices. Why do I say impracticable? Because although I still held these beliefs, I no longer applied them in my life. How do I know? My wife informed me. We were riding along and listening to NPR. I felt my facial muscles tightening, and the words beginning to form in my mind: Shut the fuck up. '?' she prompted. And her terse, elegant summation, as always, awakened me to a deeper truth: I had been listening to NPR and reading various organs of national opinion for years, wonder and rage contending for pride of place. Further: I found I had been—rather charmingly, I thought—referring to myself for years as 'a brain-dead liberal,' and to NPR as 'National Palestinian Radio.' "
"This is, to me, the synthesis of this worldview with which I now found myself disenchanted: that everything is always wrong."
"But in my life, a brief review revealed, everything was not always wrong, and neither was nor is always wrong in the community in which I live, or in my country. Further, it was not always wrong in previous communities in which I lived, and among the various and mobile classes of which I was at various times a part."
"And, I wondered, how could I have spent decades thinking that I thought everything was always wrong at the same time that I thought I thought that people were basically good at heart? Which was it? I began to question what I actually thought and found that I do not think that people are basically good at heart; indeed, that view of human nature has both prompted and informed my writing for the last 40 years. I think that people, in circumstances of stress, can behave like swine, and that this, indeed, is not only a fit subject, but the only subject, of drama."
"I'd observed that lust, greed, envy, sloth, and their pals are giving the world a good run for its money, but that nonetheless, people in general seem to get from day to day; and that we in the United States get from day to day under rather wonderful and privileged circumstances—that we are not and never have been the villains that some of the world and some of our citizens make us out to be, but that we are a confection of normal (greedy, lustful, duplicitous, corrupt, inspired—in short, human) individuals living under a spectacularly effective compact called the Constitution, and lucky to get it."
One more excerpt, which compares George W. Bush with John F. Kennedy:
"I found not only that I didn't trust the current government (that, to me, was no surprise), but that an impartial review revealed that the faults of this president—whom I, a good liberal, considered a monster—were little different from those of a president whom I revered."
"Bush got us into Iraq, JFK into Vietnam. Bush stole the election in Florida; Kennedy stole his in Chicago. Bush outed a CIA agent; Kennedy left hundreds of them to die in the surf at the Bay of Pigs. Bush lied about his military service; Kennedy accepted a Pulitzer Prize for a book written by Ted Sorenson. Bush was in bed with the Saudis, Kennedy with the Mafia. Oh."
I looked out my kitchen window this morning to see what little birdies were at the filling station on my deck. Instead of the usual sparrows and bluejays, occasional tufted titmouse and cardinals, there was a large, stunning hawk sitting on the rail looking at me. Pretty shocking, the hawk was less than ten feet away, I've never seen one so close. Gorgeous he was, a plump white feathered breast with light brown spots, about 10" to 12" tall. Probably a young red-tailed hawk, which I often see soaring overhead. This morning, Mr. Hawk was up close and personal. I can't explain the beauty, but I couldn't take my eyes off him. No picture, sorry, I figured if I reached for the camera, he'd be gone.
We're not that far outside of Boston, maybe 25 miles, but we have abundant wildlife in our backyard. There's a dozen or so turkeys who show up almost every day, a resident woodchuck, several deer, a fox, a coyote pack that den nearby, and of course, bunnies, skunks, and a gazillion chipmunks. I don't remember so many critters when I was a child 40 years ago, certainly not turkeys and coyotes. People tend to think that the only "important" wildlife are the megafauna: wolves, elk, bears. People don't usually equate wildlife with the eastern states. But the comeback of an array of wildlife in the east has been amazing.
What sort of critters do you have in your backyard?