red in tooth and claw

Sharp-eyed Joan spotted a hawk sitting on a log a short ways into our woods, having a meal. I walked very slowly (step, pause, step) towards him and got one decent picture --- click on it -- before he decided to fly elsewhere with the carcass.

We investigated the log and found, in addition to some plucked garlic mustard, a bunch of grey feathers plucked from the raptor's prey.

Everybody's gotta eat.