Early Risers

As we celebrate the winter solstice today and the shortest day of the year, my first outdoor observations each morning of recent days have been well before sunrise. Almost like clockwork, numerous pairs of northern cardinals arrive thirty minutes before the official sunrise. They also happen to be the last birds to visit our feeders each evening. They feed throughout the day, but are present in much bigger numbers early and late in the day.

I recall an incident a number of years ago that demonstrates how vulnerable these birds are to the forces of nature. That particular winter, we were observing upwards of twenty cardinals at our feeders at one time in early December. As the winter season progressed, their numbers seemed to dwindle with each passing week. By the end of winter, we were lucky to see even a couple birds.
In the meantime, our next door neighbor noticed on a mid-winter stroll through his backyard a screech owl looking out from the entrance of a wood duck nesting box. Thinking that it was still sometime until the return of the wood ducks, the sighting of the owl was of no big concern. By early March, it was time to clean out and ready the nesting box for the next occupants. Upon opening the box, he discovered the bottom was lined with nearly an inch of cardinal feathers. Apparently the large white spruce trees in our backyard not only were providing an excellent roosting site for the cardinals, but easy picking for these little owls.
For those of you who read my post from last week, our chipmunk is still alive and very active. I am beginning to wonder if this guy will ever decide to hibernate.
In a recent email, Scott Mehus the Education Director for the National Eagle Center reported that on Wednesday December 16 and Thursday December 17 they observed over 400 bald eagles between Reads Landing and Wabasha. The fall migration of eagles that we have been waiting for is definitely in full swing.
Late this afternoon, I decided to try out a ski trail in Frontenac State Park that I haven’t visited yet this winter. The trail out to Sand Point had a nice amount of snow and was beautifully groomed. Once out to Lake Pepin, I decided to ski along the shore up to the mouth of Wells creek just downstream of old Frontenac.
This is a fairly remote section of the park and is comprised of interesting wetlands and willow thickets. Along the edge of the lake, there was an abundance of fresh coyote tracks in the fresh snow from last night.
There was evidence that even a sure footed coyote can slip on the ice. I also happened upon a fresh deer skull and neck vertebrae, probably a result of a wounded deer during the recent hunting season. It was reported in tonight’s Rochester Post-Bulletin that two dogs in the Wabasha area were poisoned by someone intending to kill coyotes using a road killed deer carcass.

This reminded me of an incident that took place in the spring of 1993 on Fish Lake between Siren and Spooner, Wisconsin. A couple years ago, the late Ann Tincher whose family has a cabin on Fish Lake, told me about someone putting out meat laced with poison with the intention of killing bald eagles. This travesty resulted in the death of 19 bald eagles. It is hard for me to imagine how someone can be so cruel and heartless to fellow creatures of our natural world.











