I look up! I spy a magnificent hawk. It glides, then alights with wings outstretched on the top branch of a 75 foot green pine tree in the backyard of the house directly across the street from us. From that distance I can barely make out a brown triangular shape built almost at the top of the tree. I run inside, grab our cheap little binoculars, and make out a masterfully built large triangular nest nearly camouflaged in the top of the tree. One. Two. Three blurry heads bob from within. Every day for three weeks, I pour my morning cup of coffee and squint through my cheap little binoculars trying to make out any movement within the nest. Two huge parent hawks come and go throughout the day. They soar up or down in search of food, often majestically circling above. I utter the words, “Hawk, sail around. Hawk, sail around,” in memory of the pinchy bug game my mother used to play … [continue reading...] about Look Up!