Late last night — technically early Easter morning — I was finishing up a watching a TED video (“Natalie Merchant sings old poems to life” — an amazing video if you can take the time to watch it all the way to the end when she does an encore…talk about talent — brought tears to my eyes), when I heard banging and crashing noises.
I grabbed a flashlight and leapt into action with incredible bravery, courage, and without hesitation or concern for my own health and well-being — straight to the source of the raucous.
My mission resulted in discovery of a bear in the middle of tearing down the new bird feeder installed by Kayser Ridge’s wonderful assistant, Cindy. Red with rage at the failure of this bear to consider the hard work that went into that wonderful creation and all the poor little birdies that would miss out on Easter brunch and go hungry — again, I unhesitatingly sprung into action — pointed my light directly into that bear’s eyes and called out, “Hey!”…He retreated into the darkness as I puffed out my chest and yelled behind him, “You better run...” At that, he stopped briefly and looked back at me. Certainly he was feeling lucky and relieved to have gotten away so easily this time.
Here’s a picture of the remnants of the beloved, 1st generation bird feeder at Kayser Ridge…Back to the drawing board.
