Crows 1, Alex 0
One of my friends took me to a locale in Hagi that I hadn't seen before, nor did I know it even existed. As we entered a cozy plaza reminiscent of an ancient roman square, instead of being demarcated by a monolithic obelisk, at the center there was a large pond whose irregular perimeter was closely followed by a wooden split-rail fence.
The air was still, but the sky was filled with hundreds of hawks following their own individual flight patterns, the combination of which would easily astound and confuse any person that happened to stumble upon this chaotic scene as we just did.
(I suggest clicking on this photo for a close-up. Its much more detailed).
They swoop down violently in packs to clutch with their beaks and pinions the morsels of bread people throw with childlike carelessness in their direction. Many engage each other in acrobatic, aerial assaults, the confusion of which is pandemic, owing to the mass disorder caused by a hundred or so hawks all flying within a space equivalent to the interior of a high school basketball gym.
Equally as ubiquitous are the herds of stray cats that gather in the small park near the pond. (Although they do not appear numerous in this photo, imagine the difficulty of trying to get all the cats to stay put long enough for me to snap a photo. Take my word for it, there were a lot of them.)
They are without owners or proprietors, but somehow manage to subsist even in the midst of this bitter winter. Since they are so used to people, and since the Japanese do not have sadistic-minded individuals bent on committing cruelty to helpless animals, most cats walk right up to you with absolutely no fear, purring angelically all the while.
Apart from the massive gathering of hawks, there were also a large number of grisly-looking crows prowling the scene for any scraps of food left behind by their cousins of the hunting variety. I remember making a derogatory comment to my friend while in the presence of one of those abhorred creatures about their ugly appearance and the repulsive quality of their caw, only to find that when I got back on my bike, one of the bastards shit all over my seat cushion.
Crows one, Alex zero.
The air was still, but the sky was filled with hundreds of hawks following their own individual flight patterns, the combination of which would easily astound and confuse any person that happened to stumble upon this chaotic scene as we just did.
(I suggest clicking on this photo for a close-up. Its much more detailed).
They swoop down violently in packs to clutch with their beaks and pinions the morsels of bread people throw with childlike carelessness in their direction. Many engage each other in acrobatic, aerial assaults, the confusion of which is pandemic, owing to the mass disorder caused by a hundred or so hawks all flying within a space equivalent to the interior of a high school basketball gym.
Equally as ubiquitous are the herds of stray cats that gather in the small park near the pond. (Although they do not appear numerous in this photo, imagine the difficulty of trying to get all the cats to stay put long enough for me to snap a photo. Take my word for it, there were a lot of them.)
They are without owners or proprietors, but somehow manage to subsist even in the midst of this bitter winter. Since they are so used to people, and since the Japanese do not have sadistic-minded individuals bent on committing cruelty to helpless animals, most cats walk right up to you with absolutely no fear, purring angelically all the while.
Apart from the massive gathering of hawks, there were also a large number of grisly-looking crows prowling the scene for any scraps of food left behind by their cousins of the hunting variety. I remember making a derogatory comment to my friend while in the presence of one of those abhorred creatures about their ugly appearance and the repulsive quality of their caw, only to find that when I got back on my bike, one of the bastards shit all over my seat cushion.
Crows one, Alex zero.
posted by Alex Cruz at
7:28 AM
1 Comments:
I DID NOT KNOW HAWKS ATE "BREAD". I THOUGHT THEY WERE CARNIVOROUS....AND HAD TO CATCH THEIR FOOD, AT THAT....EXCEPT THOSE IN CAPTIVITY...INTERESTING...YOU MAY WANT TO RESEARCH THAT...
DAD
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