I went to see if Emily would make an appearance at sunset. Four out of five times that I pass the cemetery, Emily is nowhere to be found. It is hard to catch her unaware, I have yet to do it. If she is anywhere near the fence when I show up, she’s hopped to the rear of the cemetery by the time I’ve gotten her focused.
If I were a real wildlife photographer, I would bring a heavy tripod a better camera and put mosquito netting over my blind. But this is hand held footage from my pocket camera on full optical zoom, and the camera jammed against the iron fence, it came out pretty shaky. Mosquitoes were biting my legs. Give me a break.
The unconfirmed story is that she has a broken wing and was brought here from Utah. You can see the level of her mobility in the video, hopping up and down branches.
