Yesterday, Grams came back from a bike ride and told me that she had seen 6 red-tailed hawks circling the field behind our casita. They had something in their sights, but she couldn’t see what it was. The hawks around here usually hunt in singles or pairs, but we’ve never seen 6 at once. This immediately reminded me of another time when hunting was going on.
A while back, we were going for our weekly walk (this was pre-little red bike days); when we saw an egret. There are a lot of white egrets and grey herons around here. There are also tons of gophers, squirrels and field mice. So, there we were just walking along when Big Guy noticed this egret. The egret seemed frozen in place. Grams thought that maybe he was playing 'possum.’
Then, just as we were abreast of him, the egret dipped down and came back up with a field mouse in his beak. Grams was gobsmacked. “I thought they ate grubs and insects! They’re meat-eaters!” Taking this in, we turned back to our walk.
Just as that fact was sinking in, there was screech behind us. We turned around in time to see a red-tailed hawk flying off with the field mouse in his mouth. The egret was still screeching, not happy with losing his meal. We stood there trying to take it all in.
It was such a short moment in time, but it’s an image I can’t get out of my head. It was like being in some demented nature documentary. The difference was that it wasn’t demented at all; it was just nature being natural. That’s why I’m an urbane gorilla.
Grams just came back from bicycling home and insisted that she was attacked by a crazed squirrel. She said that she almost ran it over as it charged her bike. I wasn’t there, so I can’t vouch for this story. Strange things do happen to her when she’s biking though, so I’m not going to dismiss it out of hand.
Living as close to fields and bluffs and beaches as we do, we see a lot of things that people in cities never get to see. I could do without it, but Big Guy and Grams seem to like it and I like them; so there you have it. Today, we’re off to the dunes. I’m planning on taking lots of photos and Grams is going to video. Just as long as I can avoid the sand . . .
Please give what you can to Médecins sans Frontières (Doctors without Borders).
And, of course