Hawkes Forest

I listened to a red shouldered hawk call from the top of an oak.

And then, I went in search of it.

My first thought was why was it calling?

Then I heard another in the south responding each time.

While I was pausing to watch this giant majestic and noisy bird the cardinals were dashing to and from the tree line right beside it.

The hawk was clearly not hunting this morning.  It seemed to be watching the hold where the ground hogs come out of the woods to feed in the field...

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