Just a few words
Just a few words
Just a few words today, and a few more photos from our short stay in the red rock desert. I was thrilled to find my favorite wildflower, the Indian Paintbrush, blooming, it’s so early for it this year. One thing I love about the Indian Paintbrush is the variety in colors I find, all over the west. These were a deep dark red, so beautiful.
And right near there, were these tiny delicate white flowers.
Some of you will find this next photo weird, or morbid. Some may find it interesting. When we were wandering we came across these bones. It was part of what looked like a hawk. The talons were about an inch, and the leg bones were long. The top part of the bird was gone. This to me was another photo that told a story. What happened to this bird? How did he become the prey, when it’s usually the other way around?
What are your thoughts?
Definitely a story in the bones!…:)JP
Beautiful, Mary. There is so much to see in vestiges of life, in this case of the bird, it goes to show you that not everything on top of the food chain stays there! Once in a while, something meets its match and conflicts with its own kind, dicing with death. Beautiful white flowers, OH SO BEAUTIFUL! Anita
Love seeing the warm flowers…reminds us of what is on the way here soon.
We agree wonder what the story is with those bones. Have a wonderful Wednesday.
Best wishes Molly
The flowers are beautiful! I love the red, so pretty. Sometimes the young hawks do not survive? Have a great day!
This flowers are like a flame, how beautiful. It’s a great idea that we all can ponder about a story of the bones, thanks :o)
If it had become prey, it could have been killed and eaten by an eagle or a larger hawk. If it was lame or feeble, it could have lost a battle with a snake. And that’s the extent of my knowledge about how hawks can become prey! I wonder if it could have just reached the end of its life and then been eaten?
Sometimes in the woods, we find the remains of critters like voles that were eaten by hawks. The hawks eat the whole vole, then regurgitate what they can’t digest. So we find balls of fur and bones, and we know what happened… Not pretty, but it is nature being natural.
I love those little white flowers!
In this northern clime, Indian Paintbrush don’t bloom until August! :)
The bones are so delicate — what an amazing story they tell.
Not bones of a Hawk . . . it’s the remains of “Dancing Rock”. Very sacred spirit found in Indian mythology. Similar in character to the trickster coyote but more down to earth in nature. Very rare find indeed. Congratulation!
Maybe it was a female hawk who got egg bound. Raising birds of many kinds this can hsppen. Sometimes a wind storm will kill lots of birds. Bigger prey or perhaps poison
Was the problem
Those flowers were breath taking.
Interesting bones in that the rest of the torso intact so don’t think it was a predator. Lovely photos as always! Love Dolly
the desert paintbrush are so different from the ones that grow in texas. both beautiful but different. :)
Love these wildflowers :) What a capture of the hawk bones…
I think those bones definitely made for an interesting photo. It is all part of nature, and fascinating to think about what may have happened.
I love the bone picture more than the flowers!
Oh, that is an interesting photo. I often say, it’s a bird-eat-bird world out there. (I took a photo on our hike of a cow carcass. It was so odd to see it there, on our hike. It was fairly fresh, but picked pretty clean, except for the hide. I’m assuming he must have gotten separated from the herd somehow and wandered off, and then a mountain lion got him.)
You and I took photos of the same flowers in the red rock desert!!! I was in the San Rafael Swell, so a good bit north of you but the paintbrush was blooming there too.
I think the bones are cool. I wonder if the hawk got hurt somehow and then was preyed upon by a mammal. Or is the hawk got poisoned (like by eating a poisoned mouse). Just two thoughts… I do like the photo despite the morbidity.
Love those desert flowers!! Finding part of a skeleton are both eerie and cool.
Love seeing the wildflowers, Mary! Beautiful. I used to think Indian Paintbrush didn’t grow in Ontario…until I found a place called the Carden Alvar where plants totally unknown in most of Ontario do grow. The ones you photographed are a gorgeous shade of red!
I find it interesting, it tells a story of nature and while some aspects of it can be unsavory, it is all part of the circle of life. Beautiful photos as always.
Very pretty flowers Mary! The bones are very interesting…makes me wonder what the story is!