Tag Archive: wildlife
great white heron on Current River
Recently, several of our chickens have gone missing.
We are now down to four hens and one young chicken.
They are free range critters and only go into the coop at night or to lay eggs in the nest boxes. Not long ago, Hubby found a large black snake in the coop. It is no longer there.
Over the last couple of weeks, the outside dogs have been raising a ruckus at night, and a few times I have heard snarling noises around the place.
Yesterday, after the loss of two more of the young chickens we were out checking the game camera and there for us to see was a bobcat. May or may not be the decimater of chickens, but the evidence surly points that way.
In a court of law, I am pretty sure said bobcat would be convicted on circumstantial evidence.
We’ve had the live trap set for a few days, maybe we will catch the culprit, without losing any more chickens.
We went camping on the Mississippi River last week with family. Tents, no electricity, no running water.
“Real” camping, well sort of, I admit, we had portable sanitary facilities and propane stoves for cooking.
The stars were so bright along the river that you could see well without the lantern or flashlights. The campfire made a welcome glow late in the evening.
Night cries of owls, coyotes and herons complimented the quiet hours.
A fine added touch was watching a recreated paddle boat travel past one afternoon.
Yes, it was a grand trip, and it makes us really appreciate hot showers when we get home.
Plenty of work for Dad to bring home enough groceries
Today, I noted the arrival of the first eastern bluebirds to Sunrise Ridge this year.
Early on, I could hear the male calling to inform others that he was staking his territory as he f9litted through the bare branches outside the window.
A bit later, Hubby and I were outside and we caught sight of a prospective new tenant checking the nest box on the pine tree.
We will be watching to see what happens.
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It was not quite like the Ray Stevens song, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K16fG1sDagU but it did bring this to mind in quite a unique way.
On a bright Sunday morning, it is not unusual to walk into church and be greeted with a variety of scents. People are dressed up, and aftershave, perfume and lotions have been applied.
Yesterday however, at our little rural church parishoners were greeted with something completely different and sinus opening. The church basement had been visited this week by a skunk, and this little black and white vandal had left its mark! The odor permeated the small building!
Febreeze and open windows on a chilly February morning got us through the morning service, without a hitch. In fact, we had a great and moving service.
Pastor has determined the unwelcome guest was no longer in the basement and the hole it had used to access the space has been closed.
At least we all hope so!
I would like to state that yes, there was a surprise this morning, new beagle pups were born here on Sunrise Ridge, however, the cold rain that developed shortly after I descoverd this wonder and Mama Rosie’s bad temper at being disturbed has not allowed pictures of that particular ‘surprise’.
So I went through my photo files and came up with another lovely ‘surprise’ from one of the walks Hubby and I took out beyond the barn into the woods.
Finding this little guy hiding in the brush while its mother was away was indeed a nice surprise.
Recently a young man and his mother asked Hubby if he would take him on his first deer hunt. Hubby has worked with him, teaching proper shooting and hunting techniques off and on over the summer and readily agreed. The boy has shown his skills and been out with us rabbit hunting a time or two.
He is big enough, and excited about this rite of passage in our rural society.
The first weekend of Youth Rifle Season begins tomorrow here in Missouri. It is followed by regular gun season, muzzle loader season and another weekend youth hunt.
They have been busy, up on the hill where I killed a big buck a couple of years ago. Scouting trips have been taken, there is plenty of ‘deer sign’. Antler rubs, scrapes and tracks abound in the area.
The blind is up, most of the needed items are in it, waiting for the hunters arrival before daylight in the morning.
Pretty much all that is missing is the cooperation of a deer. That part is in the hands of God, I hope he knows how much it will help out in the life of our young man and feeding his family this winter.