I noticed last week the characteristic chirp of the Bobwhite Quail. This was quite impressive to me, as where I live, Bobwhite populations have declined so much that hunting is no longer allowed. I never really expected to hear a Bobwhite on my place, ever.
But it seems that the bird, hardy and adapted to this place, can make a comeback. All you need to do is provide them a suitable habitat, which I’ve done, quite unintentionally.
On Saturday I scared up a whole covey of them stringing up fence line. I wasn’t startled by them so much as in awe, but alas, by the time I was able to summon a camera from the house, she was gone and all the young ones had run into the corn.
Now I have a good reason to be lazy and not cut down the ragweed growing everywhere (to which I am allergic), as ragweed seeds are prime quail forage. I did tell my son to throw some wheat berries along the fence line. Perhaps with a little help, there will be many more that will make it through the winter to next year.