Day One Hundred-nine:
Flying with the Hawk
Beautiful sunny morning. Iz and I were followed for a bit by a hawk soaring, coming closer and circling above our heads.We could hear her soft call. And while we were probably interfering with her hunt as we watched her, she seemed quite peaceful and patient. A few minutes later, a large family ran by and the hawk disappeared, so we started off on the trail again, but soon after she was back flying low above our heads once again, slowly circling, dropping lower and calling again. We watched for several minutes and attempted a couple photos. A curious and cool moment. Also, we are thankful we don't look like mice!
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