I was the one who was being spied on!
A Cooper’s Hawk was keeping his eyes on me.
I moved slowly toward him to see how close I could get.
Hawk just looked at me as if to say, “Nice of you to bait those traps for me, lady!”
No, not traps to catch hawks. Traps, a.k.a. bird feeders, to lure backyard birds into the hawk’s hunting grounds …. my yard!
Hawk decided he didn’t like my approach and flew into the neighbor’s crab apple tree. He continued to spy on me as I filled the heated bird bath with fresh water.
Making note of the traps being fully loaded, Hawk flew away staying close to the ground and disappeared in the nearby trees.
I could almost hear him say, “I’ll be back!”