A few stories this month about creatures that fly – not all of them birds. As some of you know, we spend our summers in the forested mountains of Western North Carolina in a bit of heaven we call Trillium Woods. And as you can probably surmise, a big bunch of our time is spent watching the trees, wildflowers, creeks and wildlife.
Toward dusk the other day, I heard the crows making a ruckus in the trees, and then Phil heard a kind of high-pitched screechy noise, and we both thought – there’s some kind of baby bird around. And if the crows are alerting the neighborhood, it’s probably a hawk or an owl. Phil grabbed the spotlight, I grabbed the binoculars, and we crept off the porch toward the noise.
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