Today I visited my college roommate and photoblogging friend, Carol for the second time ever at her home in Antelope. You may recall that she is a volunteer for a bird rescue organization and that she received her first call the only other time I had been to her house.
Well, you guessed it- she got her second call today shortly after I arrived. What are the chances of that?
A baby hawk had been found on a golf course. It was unable to fly or get around- and had already been put in a box by the man who had found it (another baby was found with it- already dead). Apparently, the hawks had fallen out of their nest.
The baby hawk was about the size of a kitten and was downy and fluffy- very cute. Yes, I am still squeamish about touching birds- but I enjoyed being a part of the rescue process. I hope baby makes it!
f/5.3, 1/1600, ISO 200, 95mm
melinda anderson photography 
What a great shot. Perfect exposure AND it’s in focus. Interestingly, he looks less baby-bird-like to me in this shot than in some of the others. You can really tell what he’s going to become. Thanks for the help. You overcame your squeamishness, too.
At least it wasn’t frogs you were rescuing! I sure hope the little guy makes it.
oh, how precious, I hope the little hawk makes it too. kudos to your friend for helping out our feathered friends