The mystery of severally splayed Mourning Dove feathers in perfect circumference persisted for days.

Left, right, all around the circle, neither dove nor trail of explanation could be found for the curiosity.

Only later, happening to turn and spot this young Cooper’s Hawk from a second-story window, was the lack of lateral ground evidence suddenly made clear.

We have only to look up, and there behold a purposeful gaze above the placid gardens of backyard feeders.