The Hawk

I saw this hawk early yesterday morning. The breeze was whipping and it was very cold - about 5 F. At first I couldn't figure out what I was seeing and thought it was a plastic trash bag that had blown into the tree (witch's britches, I've heard that called).

But a glance through the binoculars (we have those laying all over the house, not to spy on the neighbors but to look at the animals) indicated it was a bird. At first I thought it was a lost owl but another view confirmed a hawk sitting in a bull pine.

Nothing to do, of course, but grab the camera and see what it would do. I opened the front door and stuck the camera outside, trying my best to keep the wind out of my poor bad ear.

The first two pictures are cropped; the last is what I got straight from the disk.