|The new Arlington River?|
So then about fifteen minutes later as I was driving back into the neighborhood via Centerpointe Drive, I saw what I have long suspected was occurring: a hawk was actively dive-bombing my back yard.
|This fellow or someone of similar size and species. This pic is reproduced from a previous post describing why these guys are very common inside Centerpointe.|
If I'd had a chihuahua out there, it would have been hawk-toast. But I don't have a chihuahua. I suspect this hawk is intent on eating the mourning dove who is nesting in one of my hanging plants. I posted about hanging-plant-nesters last year, but last year's dove either abandoned her nest or was killed before her eggs hatched. So far, this year's dove is sticking to task:
|If you look at the tip of the arrow, you can see a blurry black eyeball peering out as she is hunkered down in the plant basket. I can't get a better pic than this because it would scare her off the nest.|
These things, in the space of fifteen minutes, on the routine quick drive to pick up a child from school. There's always something interesting to see, even in narrow intervals of time, even in "ordinary" suburbia.