Tonight, as the magpies verbalized their frustration, a red-tailed hawk nervously flew into the buffalo berry above the deer carcass I described last night. Without feeding, he retreated when we turned to look out our window.
Eventually, his appetites overwhelmed his caution and he made two furtive forays into our yard to feed on the deer carrion. He snarfed up the red meat and then disappeared into the dusk.
Thanks for all the comments to me by e-mail. I'm glad you too are enjoying this show... what's next?
