Let's Flamingle


Hopefully, if you look at the above photo long enough, you will see a hawk. 
The hawk was hanging out in our front yard recently. 
Tony blends in nicely with the ground. 
(Yes, we are calling the hawk Tony because I don't know the gender and Tony can be used by a dude or a lady. Stephen is the obvious choice but I am not sure of the hawk's preferred pronouns.)
Then, throw in some poor camera skills from yours truly and you have what the pros call a shit show. 
But let's not get bogged down by technicalities. 
Here's a photo of a hawk by someone who knows what they are doing.


You might be thinking, "Oh Mr. Shife, you are being too hard on yourself. The photo is fine." 
I appreciate your sentiment, but, as the story unfolds, I am certain you will no longer feel that way. 
I felt I should be forthcoming as I don't want things to get hawkward between us.
Aww, too punny. 
Prey for me. 


Back to Tony, who is now circled and enlarged to help you out. 
I have seen hawks in our area but never this close. 
The reason I saw Tony is that a few seconds earlier I heard a loud thud near our living room window. 
Curiosity got the best of me and I had to investigate. 
I saw this:


This is the view - some might even say a birds-eye view - from inside our living room and you are looking at a grape splattered all over the window. 
The photo doesn't do it justice but it's a grape.
It was either this photo or the one below. 
I went with the lesser of two evils.


The grapes come from the bushes that are to the left of Tony.


As you can imagine, the bushes get quite the traffic during the winter as birds, squirrels and other woodland creatures are looking for food. 

We have established that I am a bad photographer but fortunately my detective skills are a little better.
Based on the evidence, I think a songbird (For the same reasons that we have Tony the Hawk, we are going with Alex for the songbird) was enjoying a grape platter when Tony scared Alex.
Alex took off to avoid his untimely death.
Alex probably didn't have time (or was being greedy) to dump his grapes. 
If that is the case, some might say Alex was being bird-brained.
We will never know.
But I think those factors contributed to Alex flying straight into the window
It was a bad day for Alex but I got a blog post out of it.
I have no egrets.
I at least hope that you were emused and not stork raven mad. 
Owl be back next week.
The end.


I will persevere. I will keep moving forward. I will be the stream. 



Never confuse a single defeat with a final defeat. - F. Scott Fitzgerald

Comments

jenny_o said…
Too funny - I love puns and these were excellent :D

Did Alex get away or did you just skip over the gory part?

Have a great week, S. Family.
chortle!
take care and have
safe adventures.
xoxo :-)
Joanne Noragon said…
I had a woodpecker knock itself out on a window. It was luckier than Alex.
kden said…
We have a hawk that frequents our place occasionally. We watch for awhile then chase him off before he gets dinner.
Valerie said…
Brilliant. Absolutely BRILLIANT. When does the book come out?
Too clever by half....love it all! Enjoy your weekend!
Bea said…
I like both hawk snaps. We've crows here that like to fly around a lone hawk in order to give it grief. The hawk never seems to care, fortunately.
JACKIESUE said…
I saw Tony right away..and I says to myself..self..there's Tony..looking good Tony..all your beauty captured by that wonderful photographer...Mr Shife..but looks like you crapped on his window..
Tanza Erlambang said…
smart...
I love owl than hawk...hawk make me scary when I was kid...

Have a wonderful day
Jon said…
There was an incident at my old house many years ago where I was walking towards the bird feeder and I spooked a hawk who was watching it...and waiting. I realized my bird feeder was a bird feeder.