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Friday, August 8. 2008

Great Island

I have a watercolor of that island, now part of the Cape Cod National Seashore, over our dining room fireplace. A family of Great Horned Owls lives out there. I have seen them. Plenty of squirrels, bunny rabbits, and crows for them to eat (yes, owls like to pick off roosting crows at night - an easy meal if you don't mind eating crow).

 

Posted by Bird Dog in Natural History and Conservation at 05:37 | Comments (4) | Trackbacks (0)

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Obviously, the Wise Old Owl is a humble creature....
#1 _Jon (Link) on 2008-08-08 07:16 (Reply)
Recently in Amish Appalachia I observed a red-shoulder harassing an owl, a crow simultaneously diving at the hawk, while a handful of unidentified smaller birds pestered the crow. Can't we all get along?
#2 Seppo on 2008-08-08 09:29 (Reply)
A topic I never wrote upon, but have mulled over quite a bit would have this title; "Peace is a Fallacy".

The major thesis would be that in Nature, there is "peace". Grass competes with weeds. Trees compete with each other. Dandelions with roses. And that's just plants. Not included are deer vs wolves and rabbits vs foxes and hawks.

Nothing about life is peaceful by default. Man has created the illusion of peace by providing some temporary shelter from the hostile environment that is natural.


But alas, not enough time to expound upon these thoughts. /sigh
#3 _Jon (Link) on 2008-08-08 13:03 (Reply)
All you need are some drilling rigs out there
#4 k on 2008-08-09 09:18 (Reply)

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