I'm re-reading a short story titled, "Hook" written by Walter Van Tilburg Clark. "Hook" is the story of the life of a hawk. From its birth in a nest to death by a shotgun blast fired by a farmer.
I really like the way Clark writes about this hawk. He must have studied a lot about hawks. Reading about Hook is almost like seeing life thru the bird's eyes.
I biked to the Sun Valley Golf Course, and began reading in a shady and grassy place near the golf course pro-shop. After about an hour, I biked over to the baseball field and watched our La Mesa team of teenage players until they were ahead, 2-0.
Then down to CostCo for a polish hot dog.