Cracking it Open
Days and days went by and the adult red-tailed hawks attended to the nest on the red cliff in the distance. They showed a great deal of fortitude while protecting the nest in snow and wind and rain. As yet, no sign of eggs or chicks. Then on Mother’s Day morning, white fluff moving! Oh, what a celebration. And a week later, the stretch of tiny wings, right there on the very edge of vertical rock and … Read more