Sunday, March 16, 2014

Eerie Aerie


I have seen a good deal of carnage during my hikes along the Patapsco river, but usually along the railroad tracks. Today I was hiking on the other side of the river and encountered this surreal sight: a dead hawk resting in the crook of a sapling as if he had made a dying crash landing there. There were no signs of trauma or foul play that I could see.