For the last week or so, there’s been something otherwordly going on in the gardens at Casa de Enchanted Seashells.
At approximately 6:30 on another beautiful and shiny blue sky morning, I was on the verge of that first gratifying sip of freshly ground and brewed French roast coffee (no Starbucks for me, I like to be in total control of my java) and as I looked out the kitchen window, THIS was perched on my patio umbrella:
I could barely hold my camera steady as you can see by the blurriness. I mean, that was just a few feet away from me!
As she flew away from the deck to the ash tree, she was joined by another one!
Now there were two hawks!
And they were VERY interested in this juvenile crow who was all alone, very unconcerned, blithely eating his fill of mulberries one by one from the tree and the grass:
Hello, Mr. Crow!
Just hanging out…along with one of the bunnies that lives under the deck…
The bunny ran away,
For a couple of hours, there was a lot of drama, some of it happened so fast, I couldn’t catch it with a camera. The hawks hung around, flying from one spot to the next, here on the roof of the shed…
…walking around on the GROUND in front of the shed!!!
And picking up a mulberry leaf that had fallen on the lawn. He flew away with it in his beak! Again, sorry for the bad photos, but it was impossible to capture it all perfectly.
There seemed to be a sort of relationship emerging between the crow and the hawks.. Although typically they’re not known to be friendly with each other, but when it does occur, there are mystical and magical meanings attached to the encounters.
First, the hawks would swoop and dive at the crow who seemed fearless; totally ignoring the faux attack, but then did the same exact thing to the two hawks perched on that same branch. It looked like they were playing and having fun; there was no aggression.
And then they shared a branch together. All in harmony!
I did a little research on the phenomenon of crows and hawks playing, and found this: http://www.thenerge.com/bird-nerge/crows-and-hawks-playing/
Crazy, huh?
This similar scenario replayed for the next few mornings; the crow is still here, but I haven’t seen the hawks.
However, one thing’s for sure, it doesn’t take much to make me happy, but I think I really really need to hone my photography skills. Hee hee.
Enchanted Seashells by Princess Rosebud 
When the yard suddenly goes quiet, I know there’s a hawk lurking. Once we saw one battle a pheasant. It took a coupe hours, before the pheasant was reduced to guts and tail feathers.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Wow. That must have been something to see.
LikeLike
It was, indeed. For one thing, I haven’t seen a pheasant in the yard before or since. It was like something from Mutual of Omaha’s Wild Kingdom. (Remember that show?)
LikeLiked by 1 person
I DO remember that show! Sometimes it’s hard to know if you should interfere with nature or let nature do its thing! I’m not sure what I would do in that situation.
LikeLiked by 1 person
It’s all fun and games until someone becomes dinner. I think the rabbit was pretty smart to make tracks!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Smart bunny!
LikeLiked by 1 person
I could just come hang out in your yard 24/7 and take pictures for you!
LikeLiked by 1 person
You have an open invitation! And thank you for all the LIKES!
LikeLike
This is a stunning set, blurry or not. Just the story of it. And, then I remember the hawks up on the roof and I scroll back up to… OH! This was from 2017. It was recommended in you feed under the last post. 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yeah, it was hard to focus on the run as I’m not a professional! I couldn’t believe what was going on and had to capture it to always “have a memory” as Theo and I say when we take pics. For remembering. Like he takes screenshots of me when we FaceTIme and I say NOOOO, delete it now! and he just laughs and says it’s for a memory. Thank goodness his mom or dad deletes all the horrible candid shots!
LikeLiked by 1 person
That’s funny. And, important. I laugh when I see the still of me that is on the front of a video here and there, and it’s more often than not my eyes askance and half a yawn or mouth wide open or or or. There are some serious disasters of images caught at just the right wrong time. Just because there are no mistakes and they are all opportunities for learning, THAT is not what I refer to when I say that. Deleted? OH, Yes they are to be deleted. 🙂 And, pronto.
LikeLiked by 1 person