On the subject of creatures

Growing up was quite an experience in this neighborhood. We live between the ocean and a city-protected swamp (of sorts.) While we were not teeming with wildlife, it was certainly a part of our life here. My memories of summer nights would not be complete without the sound of crickets and the occasional soft hoot of an owl. The days could bring sights of red-tailed hawks, blue herons and white egrets. Morning doves crowded into the bird feeders and mockingbirds usually annoyed those of us trying to sleep.

Perhaps it was becoming independent that did it to me. Or may be the fact that I am in-doors now more than I was then. I failed to notice the wildlife leave. We still have the mockingbirds and even as I listen now, I can hear the crickets. The rest are rarely present. Some would like me to discuss how the expansion of our businesses led to their downfall, that the growth our city is experiencing kills off land which is vitally important to the daily lives of such creatures.

If I am right in this, then I must also apologize, because I won't be saying that. In fact, our neighborhood has experienced little growth unless it is a new building on an old building's lot.

No, the real culprit can be found in the space left by the absent animals. I am speaking of crows. The crows here have been reeking havoc on the other forms of wildlife. Egret, hawk, morning dove and owl eggs have all become victims of these menaces and I have no doubt that there are others of which I don't know yet.

It is a scenario some of my neighbors have taken to heart. One such neighbor has purchased a gun and kills as many crows as he can. We applaud him. We also join him with our .22 when we can.

Damn crows.