Yesterday Brian and I went out to pick a halibut set that we had made the day before. On the way out we saw huge numbers of Bald Eagles on top of the breakwater. The cold storage must have been grinding some black cod and the pieces were floating on the water and washing up on the shore. I think I've mentioned before that black cod is a very oily fish, so it has a tendency to float on top, which of course the birds love.
About a week ago Jan came into the bedroom to wake me up and told me to hurry to look out back. My neighbor in back has recently taken to starting fires in a burn barrel and I assumed maybe the fence separating the property was on fire or some such thing. Fortunately it wasn't anything so dramatic. She wanted me to see the eagles that had gathered in the woods out back. Apparently the guy down the street was tossing halibut carcasses to the eagles and one of the young ones had grabbed it up and brought it to our back yard. Of course- why not. All the dogs use our yard for a toilet, why not turn the back yard into a cafeteria for the birds. There were six of them gathered around a stump squabbling over some bones. Our place seems to attract quite a number of birds, primarily because of the small woods I suppose. The ravens are constantly picking up trash and depositing it in our yard. We went out to clean up the garden last Sunday and found a king crab leg, a Pepsi can, a container of some kind of cheese whiz stuff, some deer bones and a yellow funnel. I don't know why they grabbed the funnel, but Jan looked out in time to see it bounce off the roof and into the garden. I don't know how it is that we are so fortunate to end up with garbage from all around town, but I kept the funnel. I just wish they would bring me some gold bullion or twenty dollar bills or something to show that they appreciate me cleaning up after them.