The universe seems determined to surprise me. Not that I'm complaining. I am in fact delighted and very grateful, especially since these surprises bring me such joy, but let me explain.... I often stop at one of the parks I frequent before work, both of which have ponds. I do this both to catch sight of wildlife and to relax a little before diving into the day.
Since I have moved, one of these parks has become somewhat inconvenient to visit before work, although not any other time. As a result, I have been spending more time at the other, where just this past summer I spotted an Osprey. I didn't expect to see anything on this day since the pond had been, well, very quiet and still, with only a couple mallard females and their brood floating on it. These females had been caught late in the breeding season and were waiting for the brood to mature before migration could take place for them. So it was a sweet surprise to me when I stopped at this little park and was literally
visited by a Goshawk just as I was getting ready to leave. In fact she flew in behind me, just as I was in the act of turning off my camera to tuck away into it's case. Needless to say the camera was immediately put back to work.
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