On a cold December 2004 morning, I looked out my kitchen window and saw what I first thought was an owl sitting on my fence. As I looked closer, I realized it was a hawk and appeared to be in some distress. The hawk spent the morning attempting to catch a bird, but with no luck.
Days went by as I watched the bird get weaker and weaker and the snow getting deeper and the nights, colder.
The hawk needed help if he was going to make it. My intervention during that cold winter saved this hawk who I named Hawkeye.
March 30, 2005, was the last time Hawkeye came to my house. I truly thought he had died or was killed. I wanted to believe he flew off to the Blue Hills for the spring and summer, but really thought otherwise.
On November 8, 2005 I saw a hawk fly up from my neighbor's yard as she pulled her car into the driveway. It was a brief glimpse and I wondered could this be Hawkeye.
On November 10th Hawkeye returned and spent the winter in the Pine Tree Brook area. After March of 2006 Hawkeye left the area and has not been seen again. It would take 10 years before I had another relationship with a red tail hawk.