stringfellow hawk

At some point when I was up on the ladder on Labor Day, I heard the screeching of a hawk high in the sky overhead. I turned to look and there he was, riding the thermals high in the sky over the field in the back. I realized for the first time how ideal our land is for the hawk population. There are pastures along the bottom lands with forested hills and cliffs behind them. When the wind and weather is favorable as it was on Labor Day, they can ride the winds that rise of the terrain below, and scan the fields underneath for food with a minimum of effort.
Back in the 80's when the kids were young, there was a hawk (above) who used to come down and sit on fence posts right outside our kitchen window. We called him Stringfellow Hawk from a popular television show from that time.