Not for the Squeamish

Hawks are one thing that I have a hard time getting a picture of. They are pretty standoffish as a rule. On my way home from the conquering the fawns, I saw this guy on a post.



There were a herd of magpies on the ground around him just waiting for a chance to steal his dinner away. I've got a hunch that's why he chose to stay on the post and give me the evil eye instead of flying away like countless of his hawk friends. What was for dinner, you ask?



Mmmmmm. Gopher.