The high-pitched cries of a Cooper’s hawk. I watch him move from tree to tree half-way up the ridge, wings shining in the soft light.
1 Comment
Comments are closed.
Previous Post: Previous Post
Next Post: Next Post
The high-pitched cries of a Cooper’s hawk. I watch him move from tree to tree half-way up the ridge, wings shining in the soft light.
Comments are closed.
Permalink