This morning, before coffee, I saw the wren nest that had been in a cubby on my porch on the ground, empty of its two young, still unfeathered, inhabitants. My two cats, waiting to be fed, were my first suspects as to the cause of the loss. Then I saw a snake wrapped around my hats, beneath the cubby. No more mystery of the nestlings' fate; however, the parent wrens were quite noisy and dive bombing at me, as if I was the cause of the tragedy in their lives.
Not to miss an opportunity for excitement, I video taped my part in the matter (after milking the goats and feeding the chickens, of course.)
This is a five-minute video but does have an interesting ending!
Will have a post soon on my new goat management practices and its harmonic convergence with all things organic. Check back soon!
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