The Hunter and The Hunted
We are at that time of year again when the sky is filled with birds of various intent – migratory waterfowl, kettles of turkey vultures, flocks of blackbirds, and casts of hawks. Without trying too hard today I saw each of the above named birds, all doing their thing when it comes to the fall migration. It is do or die time for them.
On the ground today I saw a single young eastern garter snake. When I stopped to look at the little snake, I was surprised by its aggressiveness upon my first approach. The snake jumped at me repeatedly with its mouth wide open revealing a bright pink throat and jaws too small to hurt me. Without knowing what the snake had experienced, I could only respect it and photograph it from a distance.
After seeing many hawks and the snake, I realized I had photographed the hunter and the hunted. The snake was lucky that the hawk was seen miles away. The hawk, I am hopeful, will find and capture prey to survive the upcoming winter season.
The days of easy living for wildlife are just about done. Winter will claim those that do not do well during this season.