Five plus acres of buckwheat were harrowed in as green manure this week. The plants were thickly sown and smothered million of weed seedlings. Working inward from the perimeter of the field, the last narrowing strips contained the frightened rabbits.
When one of these made a break from cover into the open, harrowed ground, it was not five seconds before a marsh hawk lifted up its evening meal. It had to have been hovering in wait; harriers are among the most adept and acrobatic fliers.
Nature is relentless.