First Day of Spring in the Jordan Lake Neighborhood
It was wet, grey, windy and the eagle nests hard to photograph, so …
A very wet bedraggled Cooper’s hawk paused on a post to try to dry his feathers.
The maples were resplendent with their winged seeds.
And a single raindrop caught my attention as it glittered against a dark green boldly veined leaf and reflected the surrounding trees.
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