I’m so easily amused by nature
The other day I came within 10 feet of a wild hawk, chillin on a tall fence. It. Was. Awesome! I was a little intimidated by it’s wild amber glare, and I hoped it would consider me “predator” or “bigger competition” and not attack me. I did give the fellow (or lady) a bit of berth, instead of walking the path I had originally intended. It rather made my day. Other people around were less impressed. I guess I just am fond of wild things and nature.
I almost forgot to write about this, this busy in real life thing has made documenting said life much more difficult. Which is sad, since I like to do that so as to remember. I have an awful memory.
