enter blog description here. Uh, I don't know about that. How would you describe this blog? I wonder how many characters I have left in this field anyway. Maybe I could just keep on typing away until we reach that limit. *sigh* not there yet. Okay, then, a description... crazy woman rambles on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on about freedom and autonomy and gardening and sewing and kids and education and any other strange topic that catches her fancy. How's that?
Monday, June 25, 2007
crap! :)
you reckon hawk poo is really good for a garden? (see photo of my garden here - the hawks were just now sitting on top of the A-frame structure along which I was hoping to train gourd vines, dropping large packages right into the compost pile.) Having birds of prey in the neighborhood, eating varmints, surely can't hurt! Did I say that it's four hawks? Two adults, and two sub-adults. My husband and I sat outside and watched the two younger hawks catch, play with, and then consume some furry morsel right there beside my garden yesterday! (Hoping it was one of those dratted bunnies! They left nothing behind, not even one fluff of fur, with which to identify their meal.) Apparently it was a little too large for them to fly off with, eventually they gave up trying to get it up in a tree and ate it on the ground, while their parents watched from a distance. They knew we were watching, but as long as we didn't come too close, it didn't bother them a bit. What magnificent creatures they are! So beautiful!
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