Uh OH! Looks like we've been spotted. Since we had no hard hats in the car, we made a speedy retreat.
Whew, that was a close call. Come to think of it, this incident reminded me of the time we spotted a crow sitting on his own gravestone. Must have been a ghost crow.
“Ephraim is fickle and scattered, like a flock of blackbirds, their beauty dissipated in confusion and clamor, Frenetic and noisy, frigid and barren, and nothing to show for it—“