If you read here much you may remember the story about my telling my dad that I'd like to see a hawk close up.
And, how since his death that has happened.
Today I was sitting at my computer in the kitchen catching up on some things.
I heard what sounded like a knock at my front door. NOBODY uses our front door. It's on a main street, and our driveway is off of a side street. Everything and everyone comes to that door.
So, I sat here in my pajama-clad condition and wondered if I really wanted to see who was at my door.
I could not see anyone, so I got closer to see if maybe a package had been left there.
As I looked out, what should I see standing on my front porch, but a hawk!
Now, I fully understand that they are not rare, or even unusual in these parts. But, I have lived here for over two years, constantly looking at birds, and I have NEVER seen one here.
This one stayed standing on the porch long enough for me to grab my camera. Of course, taken through beveled glass, the video was not clear. But, it enabled me to see where the hawk landed in a tree across the street. It's resting on a branch right under the word 'hawk'.