Wednesday, January 30, 2013

The Hawk

I was taking a post-lunch stroll around the parking lot when I saw something near the base of one of the light poles around the perimeter.  I thought it was trash at first.  It wasn't.

It was a downed hawk!  I inched closer and closer, all the while wishing I had my camera with me.  I got about ten feet away and the hawk looked me right in the eye.  For a few seconds, we just looked at one another.  I turned and walked away, remembering the scene in the Gunslinger where Roland uses the hawk David to shred Cort's face.  I looked over my shoulder and watched the hawk fly to a nearby low-hanging tree branch.

1 comment:

  1. That would have been amazing! and creepy, with David in mind... ;)