Life on a family dairy farm
in the wilds of
Upstate New York
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Has struggled between dimly dismal and downright dreadful this winter. Early in the season we were seeing some good birds, but these days our biggest excitement is a plethora of tree sparrows and that lone white-crowned sparrow that is hanging around. Thus I literally leapt out of my chair this morning when a large, dark-winged shadow swept across the edge of the big windows.
I was glad I did. A big hen Cooper's hawk was perched right on the sitting porch railing, probably in pursuit of some of those various sparrows. It was a thrill to see her, so close and wild. Alas she was too quick for the camera. I will take this as an omen that things are going to be picking up soon. Not that I don't love me my chickadees, but Alan says there are killdeers in Virginia. I am ready for a killdeer.