Yesterday the glass doors to the deck were fully open, and swooping toward me at an alarming pace was the heron with a gopher in his mouth. Just as he got to the house, he adjusted his altitude to clear the roof, but at the same time a red-tailed hawk came out of nowhere. The poor little gopher dropped from the heron and into the clutches of the hawk. It was all in the blink of an eye.
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