We awoke Wednesday to a nice layer of frost on everything. I stood at the kitchen window and observed a couple of squirrels scouting the yard for sunflower seeds and/or peanuts that might have been left behind.
Then I noticed the sunshine (which we hadn’t seen in several days) turning the frost into a vapor.
My gaze drifted across the fence, mesmerized by the evaporation process. And then, I realized someone else was watching.
A Cooper’s Hawk sat on the grill for a good while, and I wondered if it was awaiting breakfast to show up, or if had already eaten and was allowing it to digest.
A friend and I planned to do some Christmas shopping; I debated whether or not to put seed out before leaving, with a predator close by. Just then, a Carolina Wren came hopping across the tall section of fence, toward the hawk. That was my cue–I stepped out to the back porch, walked into the yard to break the ice on the birdbaths, and the hawk left its perch. The wren retreated to safety. It was a good day for the wren and me.