This morning I was drinking coffee and reading news and heard a loud noise. Couldn’t really identify it or where it came from. Sounded bad, especially on this quiet Sunday morning. I walked around and noticed a very large bird, a hawk, on the ground. He was moving but didn’t look well. We have had other smaller birds crash into our windows, mostly since we cleaned them a few months back, and all but one survived. I was optimistic for Mr Hawk, but alas, he didn’t make it. Sad way to start a Sunday.