I was following Sylvia to the body shop. Our mission was to have the stone pecks in our windshields repaired. When we got to the paved road (insert Jeff Foxworthy joke here), we turned right and drove almost two miles. That’s when we saw the roadkill on the center line. A hungry feathered friend was enjoying a meal.
Northern Goshawk – courtesy of Audubon.org
We don’t often see a goshawk. For that reason, it’s always very special to me. This one flapped her wings a bit as Sylvia’s Jeep passed. She was still there when I approached in my car. She only looked up as I slowly passed with wonder-filled eyes.
Today, the high temp is forecast at 60 F. It’s almost there now. Winter? As the cliché says, “So far, so good.”
We saw a hawk on a sailboat tippy tip a couple of days ago. It was pretty splendid, I do have to say. 🙂
Happy Merry Merry to you and the Mrs. I already know you’re going to have a wonderful day. :awe: :dance: :hkitty:
That would, indeed, be something to see. Sylvia and I are enjoying a very quiet day.
Oh, what a treat to see! Perfect timing just as you drove by.
Merry Christmas to you and Sylvia!
It was one of those “magic moments.” I’ll never forget it.
Merry Christmas to all at your house from us. :angel:
That’s a good sighting. I always like seeing a new big bird. There’s plenty of them around here for some reason. Merry Christmas.
Thanks, Ratty. I’m hoping that this winter I’ll get another sighting on the golden eagle that visits this neighborhood in cold weather.