The other day, I spotted a red tailed hawk sitting on a low pole by the side of the road. We promptly turned around and drove into the parking lot where he was. We got quite close, but he didn't seem to care. He just sat there and posed for us. He was waiting for a tasty road kill dinner.
through your know-how that thehawklearned
to fly, soaring effortlessly on thermal updrafts? Did you command the eagle’s
flight, and teach her to build her nest in the heights, Perfectly at home on
the high cliff face, invulnerable on pinnacle and crag? From her perch she
searches for prey, spies it at a great distance. Her young gorge themselves on
carrion; wherever there’s a roadkill, you’ll see her circling.”