No Breakfast for the Hawk

Yesterday morning a young hawk was perched on a decorative flag pole not far from our bird feeders. There were no birds at the feeders.

After a while the hawk flew to the top of one of the feeders and perched again. There were still no birds at the feeders.

A year or two ago another young hawk went through the same routine – but no birds showed up to provide either hawk with a meal. I imagine the hawks were thinking, “Where are the birds? I was told I could get a good breakfast here.”

The things that bite and devour us are seldom things we can readily see, and they are seldom things that want to be seen.

With more practice yesterday’s hawk will no doubt learn to catch breakfast, lunch, and dinner – but he’ll do it in such a way that his prey won’t know what’s coming until it’s too late. 

We just hope he dines elsewhere.