
The young red tailed hawk searched for breakfast in the mown fields of Valley Forge this morning. He finally found a little garter snake and threw it up in the air time after time trying not to get bitten. Finally he grabbed it one more time and gobbled it down the hatch.

I went through the woods yesterday and when I got to the point of deciding to keep going or turn back, I doubled back around the edge to go the other way. As I turned a corner there, just a few feet away was the beautiful and rarely seen Great Horned Owl perched on…