The Northern Shrike was sitting on the post of the fence beside the highway. Would fly down into the grass and then back up to the same or another post. I would watch it and take pictures of it. I would have liked to get closer to the bird, but from past experience I knew it would fly away. There was just clear space between us , nothing for me to hide behind to get nearer. I was happy with the pictures I got that day, next time hopefully it will be perched on a tree.
Until next moment,