Sorry, I didn’t make a post earlier in the week. I was busy with adding layers to my leaf nest, trying to keep it cooler. But my housekeeping reminded me of an interesting find Hickory and I ran across about a month ago.
We were high up, feeding on new leaves and saw this jumble of sticks. We both froze. Seconds later the black tail feathers popped up over the edge, and I breathed a sigh of relief.
It was a crow. While crows might chase us and caw, they don’t really go after squirrels with an eye for a meal. Not like a hawk would. Still, we scooted out of their pretty quick. No point asking for trouble.