I know the photo has really nothing to do with what I am to write,then again maybe it has.
Joe dropped me out to the Rock on Friday morning to both see and discuss a work schedule for the Tus workers who are to work with us across three projects.
Shortly after Joe left I was checking for fallen trees when I heard the unmistakeable call of the Buzzards from on high.I dropped what I was doing,propped my back against a tree for support to better to scan the sky and in no time was able to follow avidly the aerial aerobatics of four Buzzards.They were soaring and dropping at intervals all the time calling each to the other,The smallest,which I assumed to be the female was flying in tandem with a magnificent male of tremendous wingspan and despite the fevered attentions of the other two birds,crying,calling,diving ,circling from on high stayed true to her task - she had chosen her mate and no way was she going to be distracted from her task of keeping by his side.
Is this the time when I should take my pills?Joking apart,what I both saw and experienced for some fifteen minutes was for me remarkable.The time was ten-thirty in the morning and the area was the sky above the Rock - treat yourself!Check out Irish Buzzards for yourself at Duhallow raptor conservation project,buzzards - great photos and updates on Raptor projects nationwide.
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