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Tom grew up in Milwaukee, bartended in Wauwatosa in the '70s and moved here in 1984.

Commentary, observations and musings about the outdoors, life in general and maybe Tosa politics and personalities will be the order of the day. He savors a lively debate as much as terrific cooking.

Position In The Food Chain

Critters, Deer Camp

Yesterday afternoon I was observing all of the birds in this planting of prairie grass.

You can't see them - but they're in there for sure.  Lots of them too.

They were darting about maybe feeding on the seed heads. Who knows.

All of a sudden there was a tidal wave of birds fleeing from the grass and making directly for me and the tall trees and shrubby cover along the creek.  A literal tsunami of birds.  I'm thinking - what the heck is this all about?

Then it became clear as a Northern Harrier floated into the wind across the top of the grass.  How all of those song birds knew that a predator was stalking them I'll never know.  But they sure vamoosed when the raptor showed-up.

Mennonite is certainly at the top of his game.

He dropped another deer this morning.

A fruitful deer camp so far.

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