This is one of my favorite times of the year.

The dust from the frenzy of the new school year has settled. I can expect to enjoy a period of quiet and calm before the arrival of the combo holidays of Thanksgiving and Christmas to overfill my plate with their yearly demands.

One of these joys is my backyard. With the kids in school, and the ideal fall temperature, my backyard is often a peaceful sanctuary for me to sip a cup of coffee or to catch up on my reading. Also during this time of the year, three of our four fertile fruit trees yield a generous amount of juicy and delicious fruits.

Our young Jujube tree is covered with jujube fruits.

Our Jujube Tree

A tart tasting fruit that is surprisingly sweet, very nutritious, and loved by my two kids. They are nearly as big as the limes from my prize lime tree.

Jujube vs Lime

Then there are these mouth-watering big sweet pears from our ever-growing Asian pear tree.

Asian Pears

Recently, there is one unexpected problem that made me afraid to go to my own backyard alone.

I saw foxes in my backyard!

Fox in our yard!

My jaw must dropped to the floor the first time I saw it. We don’t live in some rural foothill where such sightings might not be a big deal. I live in a large residential community, where one would think that masses of human civilization has LONG forced such wild animals out of this turf.

The foxes must agreed with me that my backyard is a peaceful sanctuary. I have seen one or two of them in my backyard regularly during the morning, and occasionally in the late afternoons. Once they even brought along a smaller fox. They must be a family with a den nearby.

I observed them often by now. Upon arrival, their first business is to mark “their” territory, which I considered liquid vandalization. Then they lay under the sun to nap. After tanning for about half an hour to an hour, they would disappear.

Next I saw a large skunk hanging out in my backyard about a week ago. The only reason I don’t have a picture to show was because I was afraid to startle it, leaving me with the abhorrent consequences of a smelly backyard.

But it gets even better.

Last Sunday morning, a furious pigeon squawking spoiled our weekend morning routine of sleeping in as late as possible. We cursed those hateful pigeons that occupied the edges of our roof for years, leaving disgusting bird droppings all over the sides of our house and on our cars.

When we opened the front door to go outside, we saw obvious evidence of a pigeon struggle that went horribly wrong for an unlucky pigeon.

“What do you suppose happened here?” I asked no one in particular as I looked at the pigeon feathers in disarray on our front yard.

“Hey! Maybe the foxes got one of them!” I said in great excitement.

“I would love for the pretty foxes to stay if they can get rid of the pigeons for us.” I added. I hate the pigeons.

It wasn’t the foxes.

The real hero came to claim responsibility for the kill the very next morning.

The eagle and its prey in our yard

You saw right. On Monday morning, this large eagle stood all mightily in our backyard with another lifeless pigeon pinned under one of its powerful claws.

“I can’t believe this! What is going on around here?!” me, as I was snapping pictures of it.

The eagle too stood in my “peaceful” backyard sanctuary sunning itself for a long time before devouring its prey before our eyes. When the Eagle flew away, it only left behind feathers, and hardly any traces of blood. I was impressed by its efficiency.

“Maybe the eagles can move into our backyard and eat all our pigeons.” I said wishfully.

“What if the eagles turned out to be an even worse menace than the pigeons?” hubby.

“Then our foxes will move in and eat them.” me.

“And what would you do with a den of foxes in our backyard?” hubby.

“Then a mountain lion will come and eat them.” me.

Could happen…

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