Gazing Upward - The Hawk Moment

    A moment in time, about eight years ago, that continues to be one of my favorites - a late winter day in the park when the air was warm enough for only sweatshirts but the skies were gray and the trees were still leafless. Play was halted briefly when we sighted a hawk soaring directly above the clearing in which the playground was located. The children have inherited my love of wildlife, including birds, and enjoyed gazing upon the majesty of the redtail's wingspan and his gliding flight - their little faces are a study in wonderment.