@gregmoore
Missives from the dark forest.
We heard a loud noise and found an unlucky dove had slammed into our window. Hit so hard that you can even see it’s eye in the powder mark it left. Thankfully, it turned out to be ok and is still cooing and flying.
The closest photo I could get of a Red-shouldered Hawk who put on an air show today. It kept to a small area where it would catch currents and up-drafts to swoop and soar with ease.
This morning, a pair of young American Goldfinches were nice enough to pose for me. We were all still and quiet for a long time, just watching the sunrise together over bird seed and coffee.
Currently Reading
Things Become Other Things A Walking Memoir
by Craig Mod



