Where Have All The Hawks Gone?

one of the very few good things about working at the toxic waste dump was that my cube faced the downtown skyline. in fact, i positively loved the floor-to-ceiling windows, which offered a good view of the convention center that features these weird-looking, alien-like artwork.

anyway, the best part was that these amazingly huge hawks would perch on the spindles of the artwork on that first pylon. the largest hawk was nicknamed spike by the people i worked with, and i named his mate, drucilla (yes, an obvious nod to the fabulous characters on "buffy: the vampire slayer"). and i looked for them, especially spike, every day. and i actually felt kinda lonely when spike wasn't there.

so i became a hawk watcher. every where i went i looked for birds of prey. luckily, the adorable one is really into wildlife, so we always have our eyes to sky. usually when i drive home there's a stretch of highway that has lightpoles in the median. essentially it's like a bunch of perches that catch the sun at the end of the day. which is where we often see hawks. but lately we haven't seen any. and they are missed.

so here's a shout-out to all blog-reading blogs, y'all come back soon!