Watching like a Hawk

This afternoon, I happened to walk to the kitchen window and glanced out. The sharp-shinned hawk who visited our yard earlier today, had taken up residence on the birdbath and was sitting there, about 10 feet from our window. He stayed there for about 25 minutes, turning his head 180+degrees to look at birds flying behind him. His breast faced the window, and I stared at him with binoculars for most of the 25 minutes. The sun was out and it was slightly breezy, so he was somewhat less easily seen because of the wind-rippled grasses. And of course, his coloration made him practically disappear into the log legs of the tripod. However, the birds in the backyard were giving their peeping warning call. They did eventually forget about him, and flew in to the feeders, and a couple of times, would venture out to the birdbath but then would see him and veer back. After he stretched his legs, and his wings a couple of times, and waited patiently, he finally took off.