I'm out in the yard, with a shovel, sipping red zin, watching the skies (wait for it)....like a hawk. And, for the hawk. I'm full on alert, ready to do battle if it comes to that, although I would prefer to not harm to a gorgeous raptor. That said, I'm keeping four feet between myself and the chickens. I hear everything. Every squirrel. Every different bird cry. See the cardinal pair that … [Read more...]