On the way to my daughter I stopped at one of my favourite marshes and enjoyed talking to the Virigina Rail. He was making a squeaking noise and I replied and then he replies back. Strange but a nice sighting.
When I got home I looked outside to see a male cooper hawk sitting on the ground attacking a bird. he flew into the neighbours tree.
After a tiring day I came home to this mess by dear little Rory. OH MY GOODNESS.