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No doubt a foxy feast, or some other predator beastie supper. But the feathers are lovely. I especially like the tiny fluffy down ones. Still waiting for snow in NYc with fresh weather-rumors that it will fall tonight into Saturday and leave 1 to 3 inches. I'll believe it when I see it.
oh dear. a flurry of feathers.
oh, nature keeps us all on our toes!
Life eats life. The duck was not so lucky, but a duck feast on a cold winter's night is a gift to the coyote who was without a meal for three days.
i was puzzled originally as to what bird was all balck and white, until i saw the neighbors ducks...the coyote brought it a "fur piece" to eat.
we lost a hen last week to life of her own accord. In the coop overnight. But we took her to the far ridge where her remains would feed another. The cycle flows.
a tasty treat, sorry can't talkgot feathers stuck in my teeth!
Living in a city I forgot how nature can be cruel even out of necessity.I hope that you will be able to use this gift of feathers.
nancy, one of my work colleagues says, "circle of life" i think it sounds trite, but i also think it's true.kaite, eeoouuww!arachne, i know you have lots of nature in your city, just have to find it!
does anyone have pigeons? ive found a mound like this of black and white, and with similar feather shapes.
i did think pigeons, and they are here, but there were LOTS and no iridescent ones...
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