While we were away for the holiday, it seems a mockingbird experienced a "catastrophic molt" - at least that's what we are calling it. You know the thing, bird feathers all over the yard like a burst pillow, but no trace of a perpetrator. The fact is that we've had a nasty black cat lurking about for some time. Lately, he/she has gotten pretty brazen, coming down to the feeder in midday and returning only moments after being shooed away!
So we decided it was time to whack back the brush on the bank. We've been
|Our bank in 2010|
|Our bank today, before|