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| Red-tailed hawk |
First of all, I didn't go to this conference looking for wildlife, it just happened. I burned the candle at both ends while I was in New Paltz. Late one night, we went on a field trip to check out the racy signs in the ladies' room, but that's not the wildlife I'm talking about.
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| Suny, New Paltz |
Sunday morning, I got up too early and I knew that getting back to sleep wasn't going to happen, so I strolled by the ponds outside the Student Union where the conference was held. In a matter of minutes, I got lost in the sound of songbirds.
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| Muskrat |
While I was taking a photograph of the ducklings, a muskrat popped its head out of the water. I sat on a rock watching it until it disappeared. Then I walked a short ways and stopped. Across the pond, a red-tailed hawk swooped down low, landing on a weeping willow limb. It eyed those ducklings like they were dinner rolls. I SO enjoyed that walk in solitude and found it hard to pry myself away, but I'm glad I did because it turned out to be another great day for nonfiction.
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