A hawk that stops traffic
n a gloriously sunny day in early October we drove along Lakeshore Road in Essex when my wife exclaimed: “Stop. Hawks!” So I pulled over and we jumped out of the car, immediately seeing a small hawk harassing a large hawk. Based on the flapping pattern of the small hawk we called it a sharp-shin, and then identified the larger bird as a red-tailed hawk, but its wings seemed huge and planklike and just as I wondered aloud if perhaps we had a first-year bald eagle the sharp-shin banked,
