Ok, I’m going to ignore the road kill I was going to write about (poor motherless racoon babies) and skip on to the Red Tailed Hawks.
But first, a reality check.
This is what eventually happens to all empty fields around here.
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Ok, now for the Hawks.
I’ve been noticing that different birds hang out in the field at the top of the hill, than in the trees around my house. The other day I saw what I thought might be a hawk, perched on one of those large round hay bails. It was too far away and my photos didn’t show it, but I thought if I watched for it, I might see it again. A friend told me once, if you want to see birds of prey, look up.
So, this morning as I came up the hill toward the empty field, I looked up. Sure enough, there was a hawk perched on a street light.
