No, it's not very pretty is it? There used to be a bird attached to it, but that's all over now. My guess is that hawk made a kill and decided that our front porch was a good place to disassemble its meal.
This sort of thing is one of the problems I have with backyard birding -- ultimately, it can be absolutely gruesome. While songbirds' songs can be beautiful and chickadees' flights can be popping and quaint, there's always another side. There are window bird hits and cats and broken wings and droppings and... well... in this case just a leg.
When all is said and done, there isn't much to be done but weigh the good against the bad. Either we want to witness and even participate in nature or we don't; and that goes for all nature. This is going to sound strange coming from somebody who's been at the game for many a year, but I'm beginning to wonder about it all... Is the stunning worth the suffering?
I don't know... I think I'll just go listen to 'What's it all about Alfie?'
By the melancholy feeders,
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