This morning as I went outside to put the dogs out, I heard a commotion behind the pines...a Northern Harrier comes flying just over the treetops followed by dozens of crows. The Harrier flew right over my head with it's legs dangling down. Then, with a quick twist, it rolled in mid-air, once, then twice, and sped off at a right angle, leaving the noisy crows at warp-speed! Bruce
"I care to live, only to entice people to look at Nature's loveliness." -- John Muir
