I went down by the arroyo
early this morning, sans pup, as the young coyote is still living right beside
the path, near the river.
I watched the mated pair of Eagles playing together
in the wind , their affection so evident. Then going off to fish for breakfast.
I thought one of them was flying toward me, then
mistook it for a seagull, til it became evident it was a darker Goshawk, a bit
unhappy with my presence.
It was a blustery morning , overcast, the grasses beginning to turn toward their fall colors, the last blossoms of wild flowers shining alongside the path.
It was a blustery morning , overcast, the grasses beginning to turn toward their fall colors, the last blossoms of wild flowers shining alongside the path.
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