Thursday, February 18, 2010
Cool
Sharp shin flies across my wife's van as I followed behind. It landed in a small tree right next to where I was sitting. It held a small bird, limp, in its talons as it flew (maybe a finch). It started plucking where it landed at the corner of a middle school parking lot.
We edged the car closer and snapped a picture.
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