Predators in suburbia
Just as I'd settled down to finish G in Germany and the Americas (that's right, it's an alphabetical encyclopedia), a great horned owl flew by my window and settled in the neighbor's tree. Immediately a robin trilled a warning, and blue jays started mobbing it. I think one of them actually nipped it in the ear. So it flew to another tree, but still the blue jays wouldn't leave it alone.I wonder if the mice notice all the racket.
I like being reminded of a little wildness in suburbia. I also wonder if the owls nest near here. I see them regularly enough that I assume they must have a nest somewhere.
There's something about raptors that brings out my ambiguity toward power. I really enjoyed watching a kestrel eat a starling once, but I love it when the small birds drive away hawks and eagles and owls.
posted by Price of Silence @ 7:45 PM
2 Comments:
what a great title by the way. sounds like a mystery/chick lit book to me. Don't know why I say that, but it does.
But would the predators be male or female? Or alien?
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