I’ve been hearing some jays squawking at something around here recently, but haven’t seen an owl here ever. There have to be some, so I wonder if that’s what has the jays all worked up.
Every year I try to get pictures of the Bullock’s Orioles that show up in May when the red hot pokers are in bloom. Every year I fail. Those birds, especially the males, are spectacular and extremely shy. Any motion scares them off.
I live near Miller Park, which is a relatively isolated stretch of the Red Butte Creek gulch just south of Sunnyside Park. There are a lot of birds in the area as a result of proximity to the park, and a lot of wildlife wander all the way down the gulch from above Fort Douglas as far as 15th east and Yale Ave. I walk in the gulch occasionally and see deer, porcupine, and raccoon. I see signs of each of these in my yard from time to time and my neighbor with a ring doorbell tells me there are wildlife wandering the neighborhood most evenings.
A Red-tailed hawk regularly shows up in our back yard to feast on the rats that my neighbor encourages by constantly throwing dry dog food out on her patio and driveway for her three dogs (another story). I’ve tried to photograph it, but I’m not sneaky enough. We used to have group of quail that lived in the middle of our block, moving from one yard to the other, foraging for food, but the recent presence of the rats, and the hawk that feasts on them forced the quail to relocate.
The owl that I posted a photo of some weeks back, appears to live in the pine tree between my house and my neighbor’s, although the tree is so dense I can’t see it there. I can hear it and there are pellets under the tree.
This is a pretty densely populated area, and yet nature finds a way to thrive in and around all that humans have put in their natural habitat. I’ve lived in the Avenues, Federal Heights near fraternity row, and just above Foothill and all of these neighborhoods experience the same.
Growing up (NM), there was often a quail family living in some bushes in the ‘island’ of the cul-de-sac we lived on. So fun to watch, especially when there were babies. We also got roadrunners in our backyard. Watching them eat snails was fascinating - they’d grab the fleshy part amd whip them against the bricks to break the shell and extract the meal.
Here’s a picture of said owl in the corner of my yard.
Many of my regular cycling routes take me past this island, but I’m usually going south to north (on the west side). Yesterday, I happened to come at the island from the east and saw a familiar logo.