My Friend Mr. Hawk

I’ve gotten in the habit of packing my lunch and eating outside, taking advantage both of my small budget and the beautiful weather in Kenya. Just as I was finishing, something whooshed by from behind me and snatched my last bite right out of my hand. It was a brown hawk, one of many seen in and around Nairobi. The execution of the precision strike was most astounding; and without even touching my fingers! Well done, hawk. Well done.