Just down the country road from the palafox, I saw a white head sticking up from the ditch. As I walked toward her (I'm guessing because of size), she flew up to a utility pole. Not wanting to have the pole in the image, I waited. Forty minutes later she took off. After about ten minutes, I had started jumping up and down, yelling, and waving my arms. She couldn't have cared less. After the pictures, I turned around to return to the car. Behind me on a dead tree was another one that had been watching me. It would have been a great shot, but that one flew right away.