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