A big white chest is what caught my eye as I drove 50 mph down LaGrange Road this morning. So prominent and bold, yet silent and devising. Not a muscle did he move, just a fixed stare beaming below…waiting for his next meal perhaps.
Just a few feet and a veil of light snow separate us, however he has no clue of me. His concentration unable to be broken, nor would I want it, I am forever the secret admirer.
Let's Paint Nature! 
I love that one! I was birding on Tuesday in similar habitat along the river here, looking for hawks which come here to winter. We saw 7 Rough-legged Hawks and 11 Red-tailed Hawks. That is the highest number of Red-tails I have ever seen on that run. Nice to see they are doing the same in your area.
Red-tailed hawks are numerous around here too. The last one I saw was being chased by crows. Lovely sketch.
Northern Birder: Thank you! Wow! You had a large number of hawks. Birding days like the one you had are very exciting! Wishing you many more.
Joan: You got to love a mob of crows! That would be really neat to witness.
Those magic moments. 🙂