Small Packages

Yesterday afternoon we glanced out in the back, and on one of the lower branches of our nearby spruce tree sat a Sharp-shinned Hawk. So beautiful. But up close, pretty darn small. When I think of how they veer through the branches and pick off an unsuspecting bird on the feeder, and in the same smooth movement, continue on out the opposite direction, it's amazing how powerful, how dangerous and yet small they are. After watching him sitting there for just a few seconds, one of our brash squirrels ran down the tree trunk towards him and the hawk left. The squirrel must not have felt any threat. It would seem as tho the hawk could kill a squirrel, but they must be just a little too big.