The “eyes” have it

 

Little Crum Creek is full of eyes.

Here a sharp-shinned hawk intently spies an often frequented backyard feeder.

For a moment, having twisted left, then right, to face the brief alarm of three vigilant crows, the hawk’s gaze meets ours.

Then, attending again to the feeder, the hawk suddenly descends in full intent of vision upon some hapless bird–a sparrow perhaps–who probably never saw it coming.

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Sharp-shinned Hawk

 

A Sharpie stands on one leg over Little Crum Creek,

a small bird in clutch,

 

 and soon takes cover in the evergreen

for a long leisurely meal.