Tuesday, October 9, 2007

Exploding birds

At this time of year, on the paths through the blueberry fields, one comes across arrangements of grey feathers on the ground that look as though a bird has spontaneously exploded. These are the remains of American Robins, not exploded, but rather dismembered.

The northern robins (from the Yukon, Alaska and beyond) on their way south move through in enormous numbers, and pause in the blueberry fields to glean what is left of the berries. At times they surround you and make a tremendous racket, clucking madly, as though you have blundered into a chicken hell.

Perched in the pine rows that ring the fields are Cooper's and Sharp-shinned hawks, who swoop down and feast on this transitory red-breasted bounty.

And so you see a lot of this sort of thing.

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