My Pond! Oh, Ok Then...

The immature Red-shouldered hawk on the right visits our bog and pond each morning. The pond's frog population explosion is for certain the reason. This morning she was shaking water from her feathers, so she either just finished taking a bath or was hunting for breakfast, or both. As she sat on 'her' branch above the bog, along came her sibling. They exchanged some words and he flew off. Her point of 'ownership' apparently made. 
Note...C and I are still ill. Not covid but a really nasty flu-type thing. I've begun to 'back-blip' our Alaska trip. I'm only doing one or two a day, sorry it's such a slow process. Back-blips begin with my May 26 entry. m