Every 2 weeks the large wast containers at the crossroads down by Kawpakwakog river are getting emptied. During the winter months all the locals bring their garbage there. The Ravens know that. They are lurking around, high on top of the surrounding trees, hoping for a spilled morsel. So when I went there last Sunday to bring our recycles and other stuff, I was not surprised to see them. When they see me, they caw a ruckus and come down to the lowest branches. They know me well and know, that ifff there by chance is a morsel in easy reach, I will feed them.
They were VERY agitated , so I in turn knew, that there was something, that they could smell and they WANTED IT!
Oh, right! Yet again we had lost the “hydro” = electricity a few days ago, due to a snow storm. This is a sad, but rather regular occurrence here. The overland line neeeeeds to get fixed, but the city does not want to spend the money….
When we loose power, all the cottagers usually throw out, whatever was in their fridges and freezers.
Yes, there was a whole chicken, a leg of lamb, still sealed in cellophane, best before date march 2017 and lots of other goodies. I got a knife, opened some stuff and tossed it into the bush behind the large containers. The Ravens descended onto their feast…..
You are welcome, guys! What you can not drag away, the Foxes will get and that in turn will save the lives of a few Snowshoe Hares and a dozen Mice. Mice however are food for Owls and as you all know…. me and Owls…..
OK, back home – But wait!??
Why is this there plastic bag “shimmering and glimmering” in this all soooo very familiar shaman sight way?
What is inside?
More Raven food?
Oh! yes and NO!
Inside the wall mart bag is a little lost Soul.
A local one.
A little Green Winged Teal.
Shot right through the chest.
Stuffed into the bag – for what?
And now- thrown away.
Still beautiful in its very own sad way.
“Poor little Duck” I said. “Maybe I should take you home. Thaw you out, take your wings and make something beautiful, then put your body outside for Dilgi, our local Fox….
A day later a Spirit Release ceremony took place in our kitchen.
Then I took the wings, stretched them out and mounted them on a piece of Styrofoam to dry them.
It will take at least 6 months, until I can get to work on them.
I will report back, when that time comes.
For now,fly well little Green Duck! ♥