With a lot of rain in the forecast today, I headed to Ashbridge’s Bay for a quick walk to see if any migrating warblers might be here. No luck but I did find a Merlin.
At first I though it was a pigeon. The resemblance, especially in the air, led to the former name of Pigeon Hawk.
High noon in August! over all the land
The very air is palpitant with heat;
While stretching far, the fields of ripening wheat
Unrippled lie as plains of yellow sand! – Henry Sylvester Cornwell (1831–1886)