I walked from my tiny house in the backyard of our home, to the porch across the back side of our home. It was Sunday morning, July 13, around 9:15 am. At 12-15 feet above the ground, two large soaring, swooping, fast-flying figures came into focus from my left, quickly rising to 45 feet above in the neighbor's massive oak tree. The two Cooper Hawks, momma and "flight-trainee" youngster, sat perched high above me, youngster waiting for mother's next command. It was a gift I gladly received, as I … [Read more...]