Camouflage

The wren was at the feeder a lot today, but spent most of his time hurling the food onto the ground in what looked like disgust (and a bit of overacting).
On my way home from the gym I saw one of my usual hawks near a good spot to pull in, so I did. As I was getting out of the car, I saw his partner on the ground flapping his wings. Because I apparently didn't learn my lesson with the squirrel murder, I went closer. The hawk quickly flew off and landed in a nearby tree, yelling at me the whole time. I was so busy trying to get a shot of him, I didn't notice the little groundhog who was almost his lunch walking back to his hole. He looked a little rough and was moving slowly, but was all in one piece. My pictures were crap, but the groundhog survived, so I'm happy.