What appears to me to be three juvenile birds of prey, possibly Ospreys.
As a storm is approaching and hunkering down and just as curious of me
as I am of them with their humorous back and forth wavering heads and
sounding their characteristic bird cries. Going on with their lives utilizing
man made perch to them and a convenient night lighting for us. We are
both the winners, to them their next meal and to us a peak of natural wonder
amongst of a busy parking lot.
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