To be honest, I was trying to photograph a rooftop icicle. I was playing around with the camera zoom when a distant shadow caught my attention. It was a hawk landing on top of a telephone pole with a pigeon in its grip.
There were people walking around below, and big vehicles scooping up the snow, but no one ever looked up. And so over the next two hours the hawk dined, unbothered, until nothing was left of its dinner.