I think it may be a juvenile Cooper's Hawk. What do you think?
He flew into the back yard and landed on a tree while I was making tea to go with my breakfast. I squealed and sent Eric to get the camera and the long lens. I showed him to the twins and kept hushing them so he/she/it (I respect its privacy.) wouldn't fly off before I had a chance to get a couple of shots of it.
|Where did all the snacks go?|
Bird 1: Are you goin' back to that feeder now, Bob?
Bird 2: I dunno. I think it's gone, but I'm just gonna wait a little longer to be safe.
Bird 1: Yeah. Good plan.
Bird 2: Yup.
Bird 1: [Unhappy pause] Yup.
Bird 2: [Stomach growls.]
Bird 1: [Hopefully] Do you think we could get Mikey to go check?
After a few moments, it noticed me taking its picture.
Maybe I should just start referring to my yard as the nature preserve? Hatchet's Nature Preserve.
Of course, that makes it sound like I'm making jam out of bunnies. Maybe I shouldn't go there....