Wednesday, March 15, 2017 7:31 AM
I love to watch the red-tailed hawks fly across the creek valley. Their light brown bellies glint beautifully in the sun as they fly. Their dark brown wings stretch four feet across, and as they turn and climb higher into the sky, I can see their fan-shaped namesake, red tails. Their scratchy call echoes among the hills and up and down the creek valley.