Of course the resident crows were in a tizzy.
They quieted down as he moved off to the west, then he saw something and dived. He was too far away to get a good shot and in a matter of seconds disappeared below the treeline, but this is his silhouette as he began his stoop.
Headed up the hill into the woods, hoping to see some signs of Spring, but there wasn't much -- lots of dead leaves and bare branches and interesting shadows.
Emerging onto a field further down the ridge I spotted a tree stump. Sat down for a minute and looked up to see:
Yep, another red-tail on the hunt. I watched him circle for a few minutes, snapped several pictures, then packed my camera and headed home.
Just another day in the glorious commonwealth.
