Then as the sun came up, warming both the birds and I, the males started showing off to the ladies. But the girls stayed only a minute or two and then flew off - a little too early for any serious relationship.
The boys did not stay long either, so off I went to Camas NWR to see if the water was in the ponds. The Big Pond was about a fourth covered but most of the action was in the air. Here a Short-eared owl was encouraging a Rough-legged hawk to go to the Artic Circle where most of the others had gone.
Two Northern harriers decided to play tag over the Big Pond.
I saw my first Sandhill cranes of the year. There were several flocks that came in.
And the Snow and Ross's geese made their grand appearance off and on throughout the morning and early afternoon.
Just a slight breeze - warm sun - and many of God's creatures prepared me for meeting the taxman to settle up with Uncle Sam - and he treated me fairly good.
Oh, the Wildness of Idaho in the Great Outdoors.