There is a new road kill or a not quite shot deer in the field across from our driveway. Oh, who knows perhaps it just died of old age right there in the field after it escaped the big hunt last week. The fresh meat attracts the Eagles, even in the cold weather the smell of death must attract them. I took this photo on Wednesday. Eagle lunch time. There were three of them vying for a spot at the venison buffet.
Chance and I went out and waited in the right of way for a long time yesterday, hoping to see some Eagle action..we saw a couple of crows..that was it.
This is where we waited, why is it that the one day that I could not stick around they were there and the next day when I have the whole afternoon to watch them..the Eagles are nowhere to be seen? I enjoyed the sunshine but not the wind that howled across the fields. There was a fair amount of traffic. Some people wave because they know it is just me, some people just stare because they are wondering what in the world I am doing ..thank goodness no one stopped to check on me. I wanted to walk into the field..but that would have been trespassing. The frozen field is probably rougher than a cob to walk on anyway.
Food for the eagles and the coyotes..and maybe even the turkey vultures if they haven’t gone south or a wolf passing through. Nature is sometimes harsh like the November winds that blow across the prairie.
In a day or two only the hide and a pile of bones will be left..the legs will end up over in our woods and the coyotes and Chance will play “Whose got the deer leg today.” Chance tries to bury them in the snow banks, once it snows. One winter Far Guy got one of the deer legs caught in his snow blower. He found Chances stash…clunk..clunk..and the leg went flying in the air in two parts instead of one. Chance was more than happy to find two different snow banks to bury them in.
Today Chance and I will check the carcass again..the wind is still howling like a banshee out there..so many days with so much wind..:(