not Lone Wolf McQuaid, but it has a lonely life until later this month for mating season. Actually, I think this juvenille might be too young to breed, so mating season is lost on this one. Not too surprisingly, there weren't any birds fluttering around while this predator was about.
Gradually degenerating into ignorance and complacency.
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Interesting you should bring up the subject. I saw something you don't see very often on my way home yesterday. A hawk come plummeting down from the sky, clearly out of control and using wings for brakes, took a bounce in the tall grass before getting up, looking around and taking off again. That was less than graceful and I would have thought he hurt his wing, but he did alright leaving the scene. When there is so much written about how graceful nature is, it was funny to see a hawk so out of control. "OOOOHH MYGOD!!!" (plop)
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