Hawk time
The morning my mission was to procure coffee creamer from the DG. I struck out too early and so I wound up at the lake, where I proceeded to determine to out wait a red shouldered hawk perched, catching him lifting off. He won. After over an hour, when as usual I took my eye off him, he flew. About that time the text, where are you?
Going on hawk time, my bad.
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