A Devastation of Hawks, not an Exaltation of Larks

A Devastation of Hawks, not an Exaltation of Larks

We live in the country so hawks are not a particular rarity, and this year we have two nesting pairs of Red-tailed Hawks (Buteo jamaicensis) raising their young in our Douglas firs. At first they were a curiosity, even though their aggressive behavior occasionally became alarming, even threatening. More than once I’ve ducked my head in reaction to a low-flying, noisy pass over. If you have never seen a hawk up close and personal you probably have little idea of the size of their talons, or their raptor beak. Their vocalization also leaves much to be desired. Their communication is harsh, shrill, there is nothing melodic or pleasant about it.

A few days ago, talking to my neighbors, we realized that a great change had taken place over the past couple of months. Virtually all other birds the area were absent. Most of the year I am awakened, just before sunrise, by a chorus of birdsongs. It’s a musical moment comprised of several different voices though I admit I cannot name the species by their call. Their chatter usually lasted the better part of an hour and then slowly faded away. I imagine them flying off to work for the day, collecting seeds, insects, nesting material etc. Seems we can now look forward to a ‘Silent Spring’, ’Silent Summer’ etc. and I can’t blame the unnatural hush on DDT.

We have a lot of raspberries and normally resign ourselves to loosing a small percentage of the harvest to birds - but not this year. I have not seen a bird anywhere near the heavily laden canes. And the bird feeder has become a delicatessen for the occasional squirrel. Humingbirds, which normally take two hands to count, are now a rare occurrence, even around the red, tubular flowers of various Penstemon such as barbatus, cardinalis, eatonii. In previous years, while weeding or deadheading the pentstemons, I’ve had Rufous or Anna’s Humingbirds hoover within two feet of my face while we each go about our business. This year they are almost as rare as hens’ teeth.

And, to add insult to injury, our population of gophers, moles, voles, shrews and other garden marauders seem unfazed by the presence of a few hawks (lost two cantaloupe vines to gophers overnight yesterday, and bush beans the night before.)

So, is the presence of the red-tailed Hawks a positive thing? For me an emphatic NO. I enjoyed their occasional presence in the past much more, just like some people.