Hawks in the Snow

On the long drive over the rivers and through the woods to (and from) grandmother's house, I entertain myself by counting roadside hawks. Michigan and Pennsylvania usually yield more birds than oHIo, since I-80's wide and fast, but a wee detour past K's brought oHIo's count up this time.

I don't record my count, so I've forgotten it already. Most of the hawks present clear field marks as red-tailed hawks, although with a blurry fraction of a second for identification, I probably couldn't pick out a rough-legged unless one shook its feathered shank at me.

Although the hawks are definitely in the rain today, I changed my photo to a wintertime hawk in the snow. Besides, someone told me my other picture looked like Ann Landers peeping through a mail slot.