We have a regular Nat Geo series occurring in our immediate neighborhood. Wednesday night at the CoVid Cantina, aka the neighborhood gathering at socially acceptable distances, our little party was privy to what definitely appeared to be the mating of our hawks. We observed them atop our chimney, and then “honeymooning” around the other rooftops.
Twigs and grass have been flying around as a nest is built. I personally can’t see the nest, but I know I’ll hear the peeps when the chicks hatch, because I think these are the same hawks that graced our ‘hood last year. They provide such majesty to our environment. Aside from their beauty, they are phenomenal at taming the rabbit population, an added bonus.
I only wish they’d prefer squirrels. And that squirrels didn’t prefer the siding on our home. Survival of the fittest at work in our microcosm.