Perhaps a Red Tailed Hawk
Please excuse the poor photo – the subject was not cooperating. This is, I think, a red tailed hawk, one who has been hang around in the tops of the trees in the central part of our farm for several weeks and screaming at us to get our attention. It screams to me and circles above as I walk. This has been going on for a couple of years – I’m not sure if it the same one from before. Like the ghost of friends past according to some mythologies.
Long, long ago one predated our chickens, actually going into their coop. Kita went in after it. Not a happy scene for that long-ago hawk.
Outdoors: 55°F/72°F Sunny
Tiny Cottage: 70°F/66°F
Daily Spark: Better to eat the food you have than to growl at the dog who can take it.