It was dark, and at at first glance, I didn't see any birds. Then I saw something moving in the bottom branches of the big spruce.
I grabbed my trusty little Bushnell 7x26 Custom binoculars for a better look. I expected to see our local Northern Shrike. It was a little Sharp-shinned Hawk.
I watched him pluck his breakfast. It looked like a junco, but there wasn't enough light to be sure. Despite the "bad" light, I pulled out my newly cleaned camera and snapped a photo.
After awhile, I took a break and made my latte. As I walked back to the window, I knew the hawk was gone. The feeders were, once again, full of birds.