Seeing the "regulars" around the feeders and taking cover in the brush piles at the edge of the woods, I focused on a more recent sighting.
While extremely noisy, I always know to pay attention when I hear them. Sometimes it's a Hawk. Sometimes it's a Bobcat. Sometimes it's an Eagle. This time it was something different. The incessant cawing and the strategic landings of each Crow in the surrounding trees. made me come to a full stop.
Yes, although it took me a while to decipher just what it was as I drove down our gravel road, it was when I stopped and focused that I saw what the commotion was about. It was a partially deflated Mylar balloon!!
just seeing, saying, and sharing...
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