From its perch upon a pole, a bird calls to his friends to come see the humans playing their silly games.
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I had not seen the hawks at the Veterans Home for a couple
weeks until this morning. One was close the road so I pulled over and
got a few shots.
weeks until this morning. One was close the road so I pulled over and
got a few shots.
The light was just about perfect and I took way too many
pictures I will only post a few in different positions.
It was not raining so he must have been hunting in
the creek below to be so wet.
The pole he flew to was just too far away to try for shots...
althought I must admit I took about ten. It looked like
he was preening.
a nest in the top of my gas tank.
Here's an update!
I came home yesterday to a packet hanging from my door
that the gas man had filled the tank. He wasn't supposed to
come until July!!! I just knew he had
thrown out the nest and all was lost. I quickly ran around
the side of house and looked to see nothing on the ground.
I abruptly opened the cover and Mrs. Wren flew out lickety split!!
I was so upset to have scared her I closed it up and went inside.
Here she is on the side of the tank from last week's post.