I was sitting outside early this morning, listening to the birds' cocaphanous symphony as dawn broke. It made me remember seeing a hawk of some sort (it was a blur, really) swoop down and grab a little mouse out of my back yard last year. I wish I had seen it better, but really it happened so quickly I wondered if it had really happened at all. That memory made me have hawks on the brain this morning so I dug around until I found this old photo from a trip to the South Carolina Aquarium. Not as good as the real thing in the wild, but she is a gorgeous creature, nonetheless.