It won't be much longer that the roadside (flowers) weeds
will be so evident.
Days are growing shorter, and colder.
I'm constantly looking for hawks, but seeing many, many crows now that the
corn and beans have been harvested.
I am seeing the odd hawk, though, here and there. (Like WAY off the dusty roads)
These guys were way out in the middle of a field, and as soon as I stopped longer than a minute, they all began heading for the tree line. However, I know where they are, now, so will see if
I can find them later this weekend.
Our beautiful waysides are fading now.
I saw these resting in the shade of a tree as we came home from walking...
and their buddies were grazing in the afternoon sunlight.
Another memory from Facebook... bringing back the "good ole days"
Our beautiful old Ranger, with his crooked muzzle ... the best dog
who ever lived in the country.