A Grim Feast

Yesterday morning, after driving only a few hundred yards away from my house, I noticed about six ravens and about a dozen magpies scattered across the road and perched in some nearby trees.

I immediately surmised why the birds were there.

The birds allowed me to draw within an easy stone’s throw before they erupted like a black and white fountain and flapped off in all directions.

I stopped my truck when I reached the place where the birds had been gathered.  Instinctively, I reached for my twice-as-smarter-than-me-phone so I could take a photograph.   As soon as I stepped from my truck, I found my subject about eight feet off the road.

A grim feast, as witnessed by the photograph below.

What manner of “sportsman” would leave this in plain sight alongside my road?

I am going to make a wild guess about this sportsman: This is likely the sort of sportsman who cannot understand why some landowners don’t welcome hunters.

--Mitchell Hegman