Thursday AM, Ranger Amy Roberts & I are moving quietly through the riparian gallery...looking to see if the Zonetailed hawks we'd seen on a recent bird census perhaps liked the place enough to make it their home...Territorial screaming above us indicated this had become the case
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Not wanting to disturb the lovebirds we quietly moved on, scanning the many pools & riffles for native fish, lowland leopard frogs, whatever else might be lurking...the air was warm & getting hotter...
High flows earlier in the spring had left wonderful debris piles all over the place. Soon the frantic alarm calls of an Aberts Towhee caught my attention...I moved closer to see what was the issue...

Ahh yes, what a fowl-minded beast; there it was..gluttonously engulfing the entire clutch...


Finally it appears to detect the nearby homonid...& appears to be considering me for the next course!







