So I was just sitting out on the deck sipping a green tea, watching the world awake. Wind has subsided and it is very still. I hear a red tail (Hawk) screeching displeasure and it gets closer and closer. I look up and the Hawk just buzzes the top of the shop with a mouse in its talons. It is low enough I can hear the wind thru the wings and the mouse squeaking. I small song bird is harassing the Hawk which is the catalyst for the Hawks displeasure. It is a great day to be alive.