Feathered Friday - The Hawk

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During my morning stroll, I find many bird's remains.

I often saw the perpetrator of this outrage, but he (or she) flew away all the time as soon as I was approaching. Only recently I managed to capture it in all its beauty. Well, "all its beauty" is an exaggeration. It sat too high on an electric post and I couldn't get a good sharp image. Still, there it is.

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