As a photographer there is nothing that I like more than being surprised by the animal world. Last Monday I was very surprised. It was one of those days when you feel Spring is in the air but Winter is still present. It was a cloudy day with very little light and yet as I was about to exit the garden it had been a good day; I had seen hawks everywhere, hunting for birds and chipmunks. One such chipmunk had escaped the clutches of death when the hawk swooped down on it and missed it. A close call for that one.
Here I was, entering a small wooded area just before exiting when my eye was attracted to something moving to the right of me on the ground. I slowly advanced and could not believe my good fortune; it was a hawk eating what looked like a chipmunk. I approached cautiously, not wanting to scare away the bird and taking several pictures at the same time. I was trying to get in a better position when abruptly the hawk flew away and behind me. I thought that I had lost it but still attempted to find it in the small wooded area. I did not want to lose a good subject.
As I was looking into the area I spotted the bird and its prey, squarely in front of me, on a branch and still eating the chipmunk. I knew that it was a chipmunk by the long black line on its back and the short tail. I did not try to get too close but was finally able to get into a good position. I took many pictures and could not believe my good luck as it was the first time that I had seen a hawk eat a chipmunk. Not much there to eat I thought. The hawk was very thorough as it first ate the head, always nutritious I hear, and then embarked on eating the organs of the squirrel. I did not stay till the end, knowing that the bird would not waste anything. I left it in peace and exited the garden after reviewing my pictures and knowing that I could not do any better. A fitting end to my day.