Lately, I've been amusing myself on my commute to and from my home in Fort Bend County by counting the hawks I see along the way.
"Hawks?," you ask with a mixture of confusion and awe (or boredom, depending on whether you're a screen person or a nature person). Yes hawks. The record so far is six on the way home on New Years Eve -- one on Beamer Road between the library and the beltway, four on the beltway, and one at my exit. The one at my exit actually is kind of sad, because before Christmas there were always two there, and my family this week spotted a large pile of feathers on the freeway matching the couple's coloration.