This has never happened before: tanagers, orioles, and lazuli buntings at the feeders, often at the same time. I’ve only seen female Bullock’s orioles so far. They and the female tanagers are hitting the hummingbird feeders, of course. (Jesus, this is turning into a bird blog!)
Meanwhile the goddamn squirrels are on a rampage. Running barefoot outside with my BB gun is counterproductive (ouch). The rodents have no shame, reappearing five minutes after I chase them away. You know what that means: the bastards are vulnerable! Later today I’ll shift to direct hunting mode and lie in wait. If the BB gun doesn’t faze ’em, there’s always the carbine or the .410. My machete would be more satisfying. Whack their stupid heads off, stick them on little pikes around the feeders.
It’s already snowing across the valley, with Taos Mountain completely blotted out. We could get half a foot overnight. I should have some lovely hummingbirds-in-the-snow photos by this time tomorrow.
Oh Lord.
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So lovely. Squirrels are tasty baked on a bed of cornbread dressing with lots of sage. Keep covered so it doesn’t dry out. Seriously.
I believe you. Will never try that. 🙂 Well, not until, you know.
There’s always Brunswick Stew. Or not.
I love your description of squirrel heads on little pikes around the bird feeder. And your tag of “fucking squirrels” made me laugh out loud, not a bad thing on a Monday.
Ground squirrels don’t even live in trees! Damn fakers.
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