Hunter and Prey a.k.a the Hawk and the Rabbit
Life is for the living. Death is for the dead. Let life be like music. And death a note unsaid. ~ Langston Hughes, The Collected Poems I've had some weeks - too much and not enough - bad attitude and no attitude. Then I took this hour at the ponds (after being thwarted in my efforts to get a few chores accomplished this morning). The trip to the ponds was unusual....birds behaving in ways I did not expect....turtles hidden in the ditches with a devastating yet not totally unexpected result...creatures expected mostly failing to appear or merely mocking with their calls.... Maybe it was just me. Whatever. The trip was a bit of a mixed bag and an echo of the days before. Here is what I saw and maybe a little bit more: Red-Tailed Hawk and its kill - apparently an Eastern Cottentail (rabbit) As I arrived at the ponds I heard a great deal of song and movement on both sides of the road. There is a certain kind of movement and some angry bird song when the crazy little birds (mocki...