I watched a red tail hawk try to come in for a landing on my terrace…
He was hungrily eye-balling my plump flock of doves…
This is his second sad attempt.
I have to admire his persistence but if the sucker crashes into the wall I am going to be so angry!
I hate the thought of all that beauty smushed!
Let's face it the runway is just too short.
What do ya say? Can you relate?