Word must have gotten out that I have a liking for hawks for another paid us a visit a couple of mornings ago. I think this is a different one for he is definitely larger than the hawk that was here before. I was able to get a few shots of him in action through my kitchen window as he hunted for breakfast right out our back door. I am not sure what kind of hawk he is. My grandmother would probably just call him a "chicken hawk," and, with concern for her barn yard flock, would summon my grandfather to get his gun.
|Swooping down for some small prey...|
|Nutritious, no doubt...|
|Summer's last hike on the Chip Butter Trail...|
|The sweet, sweet fragrance of muscadine fills the air along the trail...|
|Millie ~ One ear up and one ear down ~ It seems that's the way it's going to be. I love her either way!|