The Hawk

No, not the icy winds that takes your breath away downtown - I'm talking about a real hawk. I see it on the road sign in the farm field on my way to work in the morning pretty frequently. Apparently, it's learning that our neighborhood is chock full of small rodents, too.

Caught this a few days ago just as I was about to let the dog out:



It's not big enough to go after our dog, but I didn't want to give it a reason to defend itself, either. This morning, I saw the same hawk under one of our trees, eating something. I'll bet it wasn't berries...