On the drive home on Tuesday, I saw six red-tailed hawk (four perched in trees, two in flight). I wasn't looking for them at first, but after the first two I started paying more attention. One of them had the most fabulous rust-colored tail I've ever seen; it was striking against the white, overcast sky.
This is a photograph by my mother of the hawk that lives in their neighborhood. She no longer lets her cat go outside (a large hawk could likely pick off a house cat, especially one that is old and slow like my mother's).
I've been waiting for an excuse to post some of my mother's photos. This weekend gave me two! Thanks for sharing, Mummers!