Your In My Space

The big nest in the eucalyptus was there when we moved

and for the next 15 years the Red Tail Hawks successfully

raised their babies. Every spring the fussing and

screeching would begin, then things would settle down

till the baby hatched. Then the fussing and screeching

would go on all summer till baby finely left the nest.

Five years age, a Big! Horned Owl took over and raised

three babies one summer. Boy! did that cause a commotion.

Mother Hawk, screeched her best complaints about the

whole thing, but the Owl stayed put.

The following year the hawks reclaimed the nest, but

the baby hawk had fallen out. It was a very sad summer.

These last two years the nest stayed empty,

no hawk, no owl.

The fussing and screeching started up again, this spring

and it was music to my ears. This week mama hawk has

been sitting pretty tight in the nest. That Is !

Till I tried to get pictures of her. I took to much

time and got to closes. She was letting me know all

about it. This is her telling me,

"Your in my space.......

........Don't you make me come down there"