The weather has been bleak. Seriously bleak, gray, foggy, windy and cool for most of the month. Not much inspiration for getting out there with the camera. We do try to walk everyday, but we have missed a few because of the relentless wind. Friday was gray, but wonderfully calm, the perfect invitation for a neighborhood walk.
We often see hawks perched on the poles along this road by the cow pastures. We spotted this one just as it was taking off.
I thought it had flown away because of our presence. But it landed at the field edge right across the road and kept an intent
and hungry eye on something. A crow dive-bombed it, and they both took off.
The hawk circled around a bit and then flew to a different pole and waited. We kept walking and never did see it catch anything.
But just a minute or two later we did see this egret in the same field.