I glanced out the window and saw something drifting down from the sky. At first I thought them the biggest snow flakes I’d ever seen.But when I went to the window I saw that they were in fact feathers. I looked up and around, and there it was on top of a nearby utility pole, a hawk feeding on its kill.
As I tried to focus my camera around the oak tree branches … thank goodness, they are still bare … the hawk stopped feeding, spread its wings and flew away only to be immediately replaced by another hawk. A mating pair perhaps.
These were large birds but it was not a sunny day so perhaps their outstretched wings which seemed so large to me cast no shadows down below and that’s why all the people standing on the sidewalk below the pole never noticed nature at work above them.
A rather unique bird swimming in the frigid waters of the Mystic River. A red-breasted merganser, perhaps?
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