Squatters in the sunflowers


Earlier this week, cover crop planting was temporarily halted when I discovered a big covey of bobwhite quail in the sunflower patch.

It wasn’t a complete surprise to find them, as I've come across them in two memorable encounters this season:  The first time was in mid-summer while I was harvesting sweet corn and was treated to the frantic distraction displays of the hen who was obviously trying to protect her young brood by faking a broken wing.

A month or so later while mowing next to my asparagus, I had to slam on the tractor brakes when a cloud of baby quail, just able to fly, erupted from the weeds just in front of me.  Only after the last baby flew away did the momma quail take flight and follow her young ones into the nearby hedgerow.

Wednesday, the quail appeared fully fledged.  They exploded out of the sunflower field and rocketed to that same hedgerow.  Quail were commonplace when I was a kid, but have become alarmingly scarce in recent decades.  The last couple of years, I’ve begun to see and here a few and have begun leaving more weedy patches and “buffer strips” along the perimeter of the fields to encourage their recovery.

Since the quail have now claimed the sunflowers, I will mow down just half of the patch and leave an acre or two standing next to the hedgerow.  I had already decided not to cut the corn stalks in that area for the winter cover and protection they will over the birds.  I’ve also left one corner of the field to grow up in foxtail and other natural vegetation.

It’s tempting to say that farming “is for the birds.”

- Lawrence