We took a few days off from the house building. There’s still grass to be cut at home, weed eating, and other miscellaneous duties that need to be taken care of. We’re also still fighting the War of the Grapes with the local wildlife. Seems they are becoming accustomed to the scarecrow, and public radio. I moved up to the live trap, baited with a little cat food and tuna fish. So far I’ve relocated two opossums and one raccoon. I haven’t caught anything the past few days, but the grapes continue to disappear. I’m not sure what the next step should be.
Yesterday afternoon as Wanda and I sat on the porch, enjoying our medicinal wine, we heard a bird continuously calling. Wanda asked me what I thought it was, and I said I wasn’t sure. Thought it might be a young hawk of some kind.
This morning, as we poured our morning coffee, this guy/gal was sitting right outside the kitchen window.
As I mowed yesterday, I moved the lawn chairs up under a couple of pine trees to get them out of the way. They made a great perch to wait on mom or pop.
I kept shooting pictures through the not so clean kitchen window, hoping mom or dad would show up with a treat.
They never showed up, so after five minutes or so, it flew off into the woods.
I don’t have a clue as to what the name of the hawk is. I’m hoping Judy reads this as I’m sure she will identify it within two seconds. We never know what kind of birds or animals will show up in our neighborhood.
From deer, wild hogs, coyote's. or birds of prey. Living in the country is interesting, to say the least…..jc