Sparrowhawk

I had the most amazing experience a few weeks ago. I was walking past my bedroom window when all of a sudden, the lights went out. I looked up.

Feathers. Everywhere.

The hawk swooped so close his wings blocked the entire window and his foremost talon scraped the bottom of the window frame. I leaned closer and saw the tiny form of a sparrow dive down parallel with the house and then vanish from sight. The hawk hovered there for a moment, then drew back and landed on a nearby telephone wire to sulk.

A few moments later he went and caught a mourning dove.