20 August 2007

a dreadful bird


So today I'm in the kitchen putting a little sugar in my tea, and I look out the window and see a turkey vulture strolling down the driveway. By the time I grab my camera and head outside (naturally, it's raining), the bird had flapped his way into the boughs of our oak tree. A turkey vulture may not seem like that big of an adventure, but birds with six foot wingspans simply do not take walks in our yard.

Can our garbage cans possibly smell so awful that they have attracted carrion birds? Last week, we returned from two weeks on vacation to discover that our deep freezer had suffered an ignoble (and highly odiferous) death during our absence. This discovery was made on a Sunday, and since trash day wasn't until Friday...well, the cans had a chance to get a bit, shall we say, ripe. Nonetheless, the offending garbage is now gone, and the cans have been scrubbed, but the scent lingers on. And now a vulture is roosting in our trees looking hungrily down and wondering why he can't find the snacks.

What will the neighbors think?

13 August 2007

visitors


visitors, originally uploaded by Dryss.

After spending two weeks in the deep woods of Maine, we had our closest wildlife sighting here at home. Pete heard a rustle out back and went out to discover two baby possums in our recycling bin. I guess the visitors found getting in easy enough, but they couldn't get out. We tipped the bin over on its side so they could make their exit once they were done perusing the bottles and cans. Adorable!