
She scurried gracefully a little bit more, trying to get behind the very short, dried up blades of vegetation that were on the sidelines...hoping that she also would be camoflauged from site. I was blessed enough to have been able to quietly roll down my window and snap some good shots of her using my car door as a support.
I drove off slowly, praying that the nest was out of harms way, and she scurried with grace back to her nesting position, watching the black round rubber things roll away.
Great picture! When the beagle was a baby, I was walking him along the Missouri River and a killdeer starting emitting a distress call and walked ahead of him, hunched over and dragging its wing on the ground.
ReplyDeleteHe was so surprised when he ran up to it and it flew away on him! I couldn't stop laughing.