Spent last Saturday afternoon trying to lure song birds to the yard. I've learned lot, like keeping the birdbath plugged in and full of clean water-really draws the finches. I have made a mess sprinkling the tiny seeds around the deck rails, but some of the little ones don't feed out of the feeder, they pick it up off the ground.
The birds happily scoot around, pecking and drinking. Suddenly, I spot a sinister figure in the tree line that borders our property.
Here is the reason I don't see any cardinals or titmouse. Hawk.
Enemy of the song bird.
I watched him for a very long time.
Then, he made his move.
Toward my yard.
And my finches...
I sat snapping away at my camera, as he powerfully made his way towards the yard...
This unfolded in a matter of 30 seconds or so. In that time, a thought passed to me, what about the finches?? How do I help the finches? If I opened the door, they would scatter, flying into the air, back towards the hawk coming from the tree line. They'd be easy pickins, for sure.
The hawk was indecisive as well, not wanting to come too close to the house.
Instead of coming in for the kill, he circled the feeder area and my finches spotted him and scattered into the meager brush, waiting for the clear.
The hawk did not get his dinner from my yard today.
This episode just proves to me that no matter how much I think I've accomplished, how many holes we've dug, trees we've planted, it is still not enough. There are still not enough trees, shrubs or grasses to provide the cover for the smaller birds.
I'm seriously considering a row of grasses and red twig dogwoods. I also know that I will no longer pass the "Please take me home" section at the garden center.
I ♥ TREES