Weasels in the corn!
Our yard has been a veritable wildlife habitat this spring. Baby bunny yesterday. More birds than you can shake a stick at – and not trash birds, either. Songbirds. Which is keen until they start their day at 4:30 am.
Anyway, there has been a brace of killing. A dead bird on the woodpile out front on Sunday, which vanished by that evening when I went back out to show someone. And a dead mole in the flower bed today. Not missing parts, just a whole dead mole. I expect it to be gone shortly. I probably interrupted whatever killed it when I went out to take pictures of the flowers. It was probably the damn rabbit.
But here’s something nicer than a dead critter. Flowers.
