There’s water in the marsh again.
And the swallows have come back in force. They’ve chased all the bluebirds away from the nesting boxes.
Quite a performance, my little friend.
Hawk at play in the wind.
Our resident Great Blue Heron.
Still smoking a little after Tuesday’s (managed) burn.
This wild turkey was limping a little. I tried to get closer, but didn’t want him to hurt himself running away from me.