Weekend in Wimberley (Part 1:Green)

I escaped with some girlfriends to a bit of heaven on the banks of Cypress Creek near Wimberley, Texas, this past weekend.

It's a narrow creek, but deep,

and cold and clear and refreshing, after that initial gasp.

The green, the reflections, the silence...

...it was truly surreal and magical.

(stay tuned for Part 2: Mystical Statuary, Part 3: How My Camera Saves Me Millions, and Part 4: Oh, Deer!)

A Little Privacy, Please?

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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