Monday, December 5, 2022

Nada, zip, void, empty, nothing.......

    With the deer season over yesterday, today Kaia and I walked ideal pheasant habitat that we had avoided to allow deer a refuge. It’s bordered on the north by multiple rows of trees with none tall enough to hold hawks looking for prey. There’s sixty acres of tall grass. At the end of the shelter belt is a food plot of 4 acres of mature corn. What did we see? Nothing but vegetation, no birds, no deer no fauna of any stripe.

   There was a significant clue in the food plot. An ear of corn lay on the ground without husk. Were there any pheasants around they would have eaten the kernels leaving a bare cob. Deer will eat corn on the stalk reaching inside of the husks leaving only a few rows of kernels by the stem. That ear of corn on the ground spoke saying “no pheasants have been here.”

    With no pheasants around it was time to do the next best thing. There’s always a lopper in the back of the truck. Birds sit on fences and defecate cedar seeds after eating the berries. Consequently, cedar trees sprout below pasture fences creating problems with the fence. With lopper in hand it was a good time to cut cedar seedlings, and a few larger one’s, out from under the fence.

    That’s my story and I’m sticking with it.


Takk for alt,

Al


                        Met doing the laundry.

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