Animals' intuition about weather is so mysterious. I swear, everytime I see a Muskrat, the weather of the following day is usually going to be raining or snowing.
I had a fun time observing this Bald Eagle eating its meal. Looks like fish to me with the very red flesh. I'll bet the maintenance workers in the golf course below will know.
Went to the Terra Nova Slough again, and this Killdeer was wagging its head and body in front of me - knowing that I want to photograph it. And of couse, I know exactly what it was up to. (But no, it wasn't the "broken wing" act. Maybe they learned from that?)