Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

 not know at what moment we may chance upon some interesting part of a wild creature’s life. While picking the harsh cry of a bird of a bird in flight caused me to look up and I beheld a sharp- skinned hawk pursued by a kingbird. They disappeared in the woods to the south. Presently kingbird comes back, no doubt deciding that his chase was doomed to failure.(HT)(HT)The fog may be said to have completely vanished when the insects commence to fly. Meadow fritilaries & flies are on the wing. Leaves