Their high-pitched tweets, so misleading, like sweet little birds in the brush. But no, that tweet belongs to a quick and violent predator. Still it’s good to have them back. I love their graceful aerobatics and their big ungainly nests balanced on a navigation light or the pilings of my neighbor’s dock. Soon they’ll have eggs to hatch, chicks to feed, and their innocent-sounding little tweets will fill the evening air, as they grab mice, fish, and small birds to feed the little ones.
Spring has come to the island.
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