where crap I would normally delete gains new life and comes back to haunt me. I mean everything I do tends to do that in the end so why not just share it.
Here’s a flyby, she was passing low to go kill something and I think she got a vole. I can’t recall they do a lot of stuff and I sit out there like a dullard for days on end to get some glimpse of talent out of myself. SO here’s what I got, a too close pile of feathers. The face is pretty though, I like pretty things.
There might be a few Snowy’s this week, I need to do a little spring cleaning, like those potato chips that used to give you diarrhea, I have too much and it needs to come out. Photos that is…bad analogy eh? Geezus.
Anyhoo here she is passing….get it?