Lately I have been wondering what happened to my noisy friend. He must have known I was thinking about him, because he greeted me this morning as I left for work. He was wet, but there he was, up on his favorite post.
This hawk has been visiting our neighborhood and hanging out in that tree (in that SPOT) for over a year now. This fall, he was making some really strange noises while perched in the tree. Almost every night, almost like clockwork, he would start. I enjoyed it, but wondered what he was saying and who he was talking to, and whether it was a pleasant conversation or not.
I bet he knows that bunny season is just around the corner!
It was good to see him.