
The harrier was flying over the fields and the coyote came out into the open. Oh, it’s going to be a good spring.

I’m not sure if I have become a true believer that you can communicate with the dearly departed, but I am getting closer every day. Now I know some will think this is crazy, but I have been talking to Ken a lot as I drive out to Valley Forge and often when I…

I found this guy on a tree. He must have been a hold over from last fall. The lighting was not good, so I scooped him up in a leaf and put him on some moss on a log and voila!!

She was hunting something on the ground in the brush. I was able to sneak up on her and poke my lens through the brush. She was quite aware I was there, but it didn’t phase her. After a bit she flew up and away. Such a beautiful hawk with a damaged feather pattern.