As I drove along Hwy 32 I said to myself, wouldn’t it be something if I saw that old Red-tailed Hawk again.  For over four years I had seen the same hawk on that same stretch of power lines.  I had photographed my old friend many times but finally said that I had done that enough and it was time to move on.  Well I don’t get down that way much anymore but sure enough like any good friend, there she was waiting.   Maybe just one more time.  She did not put on her usual show of scratching and preening but then I imagine she is starting to get old.  I don’t put on much of a show anymore either.

Thanks old friend.

And a couple more from today.

Eastern Kingbird

Garden Flower