Vineyard Verses

On a day when weather proved rather harsh,this osprey returned to Oak Bluffs in mid-March.

He seems to scan the sky, far and nearfrom the nest-pole behind Windemere.

In spring, there is no specific date;but he knows it’s about time to expect his mate.

Bird-lovers must surely remember:ospreys leave the Vineyard in September.

Meanwhile, he begins the “daddy” testby adding twigs and sticks to the future nest.

When she returns from the south’s far reaches,they’ll seek to propagate the species.

Youngsters passing with their mamasloved the display at Donaroma’s:

Flowers with the Easter Bunnyon a spring day, bright and sunny.

Owing to its reproductive ability,the rabbit is deemed queen of fertility.

Another fact for which our history begsis the rabbit’s Easter link with colored eggs.

As best my research can determine,the origin was 18th century German.

We’ve yearned for warm days since last fall;so here’s wishing Happy Easter to all.

They seem always on a food‑hunting prowl,

as shown by this pair of guinea fowl.

We have no idea of their actual numbers;

but they arrived on our shores soon after Columbus.

Because of the guinea fowl’s loud harsh cry,

farmers use them to tell if a predator’s nigh.

These two are busily chowing down,

in a parking lot in Edgartown.

There’s a wide range of items on which they feed;

but they seem partial to insects and seed.

One fact to make an epicure’s heart quicken:

their cooked flavor is between turkey and chicken.

As it sits on a pole high in the sky,

it’s hard to miss this red-tail’s eye.

Its field of vision may be narrow,

but it misses neither mouse nor sparrow.

Its hunting tools are truly neat . . .

sharp beak on its face, talons on its feet.

It’s not a glutton, but come what may,

it eats several times a day.

Its hunting style seems at its best

when it’s feeding little ones in the nest.

They sit in a nest high in the sky,

their meals assured by dad’s hawk-eye.

Occupying a busy parking spot,

I usually witness quite a lot.

This, it was after finding a spot,

in a crowded Edgartown parking lot.

Staring back at me as this flat-bed passes,

is a pony wearing large sun-glasses.

I sensed the scene would not repeat;

thank God my camera was under my seat.

Later, I sensed my reasoning to be shoddy;

head and neck could fit, but not a whole body.

Here it is for the world to see:

an interesting shot, but the joke was on me.

This Chilmark turtle takes its sweet time

to cross a double yellow line.

So every driver must play a role

to help this slow-mover reach its goal.

Though a slow-moving turtle may cause drivers fear,

it’s easier to miss than a fast-moving deer.

Can you imagine a more mis-matched pair,

than this critter with a fast-moving hare?

It can’t run like a hare or hop like a toad;

so why did the turtle cross the road?

If this obvious question requires a clue,

it crossed for the same reason chickens do.

A sight guaranteed to stir my wrathIs that of crows in the small birds’ bath.

Crows don’t come to bathe, as one might think;most seem quite thirsty, and come to drink.

When crows leave, small birds are bereft;they find quickly, there’s no water left.

Small birds are easily intimidated;so it’s best if the crows are separated.

Crows show up any time, beginning at dawn;so I’ll place a larger bath elsewhere on the lawn.

As alternate sites I don’t have a lot;but by next spring, I’ll find a spot.

To Three Buddies

One of Circuit’s compelling scenes

can be glimpsed some days near Linda Jean’s.

Well-behaved and seated by the door:

two Chinese Crested dogs and a Labrador.

Hairlessness is deemed one of the Crested’s flaws;

but it does have fur on its head, tail, and paws.

Inspection tells me each is a girl;

they hail from the other side of the world.

So, regardless of their lack of hair,

they’re friends of the Lab, who doesn’t care.

And what dog-lover could ask any more

of the friendly retrieving Labrador?

To help perform a Herculean task,he wears a helmet and protective mask.

Team owners provide substantial payfor him to stop pucks coming his way.

His reflexes must be strong and quick,as he guards his net with gloves and stick.

Just imagine how much skill it takesto do all this while wearing skates.

He learns early to live with pain,and to lose teeth now and again.

He hopes before his career is up,he may compete for the Stanley Cup.

(“Scarecrow” created by Charter School students)

This looks like an interesting story . . .Harnessing the wind at Morning Glory.

One’s attention is riveted bythree whirling blades high in the sky.

Whirling blades creating power,at the apex of this lofty tower.

Night and day, regardless of hour,if there’s wind, it’s creating power.

Let no subscribing homeowner fear;it can provide power for ten homes each year.

Completed on time and not a day late,it’s the Vineyard’s largest turbine to date.