Spring was coming to New England…No, not really – it snowed again and the patches of soil you see in the photos are covered in snow again. Which makes This Post relevant once more.
Anyway, I looked outside the window and saw a flock of big black birds landing on our backyard. Gave me quite a scare. Don’t laugh, I am a city girl. They were huge, wild…
turkeys! Turkeys ladies and gentlemen. Landing feet from the house. Very exciting stuff for me (I don’t get out a lot) but The Cute also found the large birds very interesting. It is quite different seeing a wild animal on tv and actually seeing it in real life.
Once I realized what those birds were and that they represented not a threat but a rather delicious dinner, I
got brave instinctively thought: A gun! Too much noise. A bow? No; a crossbow! The eco side of my brain instantly slapped the childish side and I resolved to merely taking pictures. The fact we do not own any kind of weapon – if you exclude a chef’s knife – also helped.
Ah, the sweet sweet spring. When birds tweet and call their mates playfully, vegetation thrives, bees pollinate, squirrels go nuts for nuts, babies pick flowers (so they can eat them).
and bears start waking up from their long winter naps.
They wake up very hungry from those naps, just so you know.
As summer comes, this can happen:
When I first saw the bear (right as it came out of the woods and before I grabbed the camera), I thought the neighbors had gotten a Chow Chow.
It looked super cute from afar, that is, until I realized it was definitely not a dog.
I guess the detail on our nursery’s door, is smack dab accurate after all!
Wikipedia ends its black bear article with a hint of foodie optimism:
Theodore Roosevelt himself likened the flesh of young black bears to that of pork, and not as coarse or flavourless as the meat of grizzlies. The most favoured cuts of the black bear’s meat are concentrated in the legs and loins. Meat from the neck, front legs and shoulders is usually ground into stews and casseroles.
Really? So, bear meat is edible. Good to know – said Daryl Dixon. Maybe next time we see the bear, it will sense we see it as a yummy steak and be as scared from us as we are of it? I doubt it.
What about you? Any wild games and general wildlife in your backyards?