I did recently buy a bird book (it turns out our old book was from our time in Albuquerque, and thus was, appropriately for the location, titled 'Western Birds of the US' or some such. Helpful at the time, now not so much). However, I didn't need it when this fellow (lady?) swooped over us.
He was carrying a small black/brown lunchpail. A hairy one. Perhaps an ex-mouse or chipmunk. At any rate, he must have been pretty excited about it as he clearly wasn't paying attention to the noisy family wandering around in the yard marvelling at the siding and shingles, and he flew in so close I actually ducked!
Once he took the edge off his hunger, and realized the nearby threat of his new neighbors, he flapped his way a little bit farther away, and we saw his dark red tail. I was suprised at how vibrant it really was.
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