We get up to our cabin about one weekend a month. Last month, the birds were calling in the yard as flyatchers, vireos and warblers had the place hopping.
This month, it was near total silence for the weekend. Now part of that could be explained by the fact that by the middle of July, many of the songbirds have already hatched out their brood, and no longer are territorial and singing out to make a point of it.
Then, on Saturday, I was working in the yard on my old 1976 Silverado pickup. A cooper's hawk flew into the pines on the south side of the lot. He landed checked thing out, and took off again. He likely visits an area, takes a few suprise kills, and then flies to another area to kill a few songbirds. He may not have been the only reason that the woods were silent all of a sudden, but he did influence things. A quiet, hiding songbird is one to live a few more months.
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