A hawk lives in Long Hollow.
I recognize his call
and every so often even catch a glimpse of him soaring above the creek
or perched high on a telephone pole, watching for prey.
This is not that hawk.
I've tried time and again without success to capture a photo of him.
It never occurred to me that the best spot for photographing a hawk wasn't out along our dirt road,
but rather just inside the sliding glass door looking out into my parents' suburban back yard.
Specifically at their bird bath.
Go figure.
But I'm not complaining.
And I don't think he cared about my paparazzi-ism, either,
considering how long he stayed in that bath, splishing and splashing,
despite me blatantly snapping away.
Other than obviously dirty, I don't know what kind of hawk this is...
perhaps a Cooper's?
Anyone know?
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