Flashes of Panic

I’ve been carrying my camera with me for a while, hoping to get a shot of the red-tail hawk(s) along the state route I follow back and forth to work.

This morning I saw one, and unfortunately it was right next to an access ramp where I could not pull over and take a picture. It was being harried by a pair of smaller birds as I approached, and I watched it perch on the road sign informing me that tractors, pedestrians, and farm animals were prohibited on the divided highway. It stayed there, looking ruffled, as I cruised by not five yards away, unable to get the picture.

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