It's late afternoon/early evening and the light is long - low on the horizon as it is this time of year, as far around to the west as it goes before it starts the journey back towards winter. The air is still with just a touch of cool.
It's quiet on the pond except for the frogs and the kingfisher diving and swooping. The pair of green herons I've seen most years, would normally be darting about, cavorting and squawking but, the red-shouldered hawk seems to have been successful in chasing them away this year. It's a beautiful time of day and time of year in New England. Just small splashes of light here and there.
I don't often see the red-shouldered hawk posing in a bright patch of light but, today I was lucky.
And something made him stick out his neck like a chicken instead of the usual hunkered down appearance. No tellin' what he saw but, I suspect he was hoping it to be his next meal. It wasn't me, I was inside the house looking through the glass.
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