An amazing 40 minutes watching the hawk eat. I was photographing the Robinson-Ransbottom pottery piece and I heard this screeching call. I found this very large hawk in the tree. As I got a bit closer, the hawk launched into a long silent glide across a soccer field to a small grove of trees. Between the trees and the street, there was the hawk on the ground with a fresh kill at about 30 yards. Patiently, and about 40 minutes later, the hawk let me get within 5-yards while eating. Not wanting to drive this beautiful bird off its kill, I turned away and walked back to the car. As I drove by where I had been, the hawk was still eating. There was another hawk in the area calling out but this hawk payed no mind to the other's pleas.
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Wednesday, July 3, 2013
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