Last evening, just as the sun was starting to go down, my hubby runs into the house yelling, "Is your camera ready? There's a hawk on the street light. Quick, get your camera!" I dutifully get my camera out but wasn't in the greatest hurry (last time his "hawk" turned into a pigeon). He ripped the camera out of my hands and raced out the door (at least he put the strap around his neck). This is the shot he got.


