The baby hawks have fledged. They are such exquisite creatures. Huge, but still babies. Now it's up to us to be the baby sitters, to keep humans at a safe distance when they're on the ground, to try and educate the curious about the ways of the young hawk, to try and keep the babies from wandering onto the highway. Maternal instincts off the Richter scale.
Monday, August 30, 2010
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