None of the neighborhood raptors have been visible lately, except for the Kestrels. They all come and go when it pleases them. You've just got to keep watch. It is easy to get in the habit of just rolling down the road, focused only on the asphalt. You miss a lot that way. I'm one of those pokey drivers who everyone cusses, cuss away, I'm not going any faster. I like to know where I've been.
The Great Crested Flycatchers tried to raise chicks last year but the nest was raided and all the chicks eaten.
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HAMMOCK HAWKS |
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