There is a young Red-Shouldered Hawk that has taken to hunting on a fairly regular basis in the wetlands in the park. It flew in this morning as I was starting across the boardwalk. After a night and morning of rain, the hawk found a spot in the tree where during our brief period of sunshine, it could warm and dry out. It was doing some serious feather spreading and preening.
Yes, a poor little sparrow saw its last day but that is the cycle of life.
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