Our new education screech owl, Thirteen...at this past weekend's Pumpkin Chuck:
(I didn't get to see any pumpkin chucking. I was mobbed by the public when they saw our birds)
I sure do love that bird. He thinks he is 10 feet tall.
Sylvester was a peach, as usual.
The only thing that makes that bird react is nesting season. He is showing signs of it now...and it's not like he becomes a punk or anything. Just gets his feathers ruffled a bit more.
Good bird.
(I even caught a circling turkey vulture above his head.)
Lucy was more than happy to demonstrate the art of raptor gourmet eating:
The quail never saw it coming.
This morning, a red-shouldered hawk awaited me as I left for the day:
Glowing with that unique Fall sunrise.
It retired to the house next door as I pulled out of the driveway.
Ah, that red. More pure and more hot than any Crayola color.
And finally, take off:
"Look, Ma! No bands!"
9 comments:
I think I'm in love with Thirteen! He looks like someone who knows how to have a good time.
Thirteen's adorable. You have the best bird friends, Susan.
Love them all, but the Peregrine shot is to die for! Gotta agree with the others on 13 too!
Have I mentioned lately that I LOVE MY JOB?
:)
Thirteen is adorable but I LOVE those shots of the Red Shoulder. How stunning and powerful and majestic.
Beth
Loved every single photograph. What a great job you have, indeed!
the red shouldered hawk taking flight is wonderful. wow.
Hi Susan!
Love your birds :)
That last pic is awesome!!
Sure. I could drive 25 minutes to see a Raptor center in Charlotte. But, I'd rather drive 6 hours to see you in action and meet your lovely owls. I'm going to plan on it. K?
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