Looking for Lunch

I was on the phone with my honey last Thursday, when I looked out the front window. I said ``I've got to go. There's a big bird out front.'' I didn't mean the yellow one from TV. I dashed into the kitchen for my camera. The hawk came closer to the house. He or she seemed to be posing for the camera before flying off. It didn't take long to find out the bird's interest. On Friday, I went outside and a chipmunk was peeking out from underneath a barrel we use as a flower pot in the summer. In the past the hawks have hung out in the woods behind the house, like the one in the last image I shot over the weekend.