Dogs. Dawgs. Other critters. Life as Oliver Wendell Douglas. Live heirlooms, both flora and fauna. Self-sufficiency. Suffering not a fool to live. Land stewardship. Turnip trucks, and those who have not fallen therefrom. Training things. Growing things. Search and rescue. What is this bug and what is it doing under my desk light? Embracing the reality that Nature Bats Last.
Friday, May 29, 2009
Photo Phriday: Omelette
This turkey egg was lying just like this in the middle of the gravel road at the State Gamelands where we trained last week.
The nature of the shell breach suggests an avian diner, as does the spillage left behind.
But how did a crow or other feathered nest-robber get the intact egg to the middle of the road without breaking it?
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Like this? Or this? The second one is a raven - maybe big enough to carry a turkey egg?
ReplyDeletewhat did the tracks say?
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No tracks or sign. Nothing. I've re-examined the uncropped photos to be sure.
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