During some of the most changeable times in my life, the Red-Shouldered Hawk seems to come for a visit. One of the most memorable times was after my dad passed away. Only a day after his funeral, I was standing in my childhood room, looking out at the forest like I did thousands of times before. Movement on the deck one floor below caught my attention. There, standing only about 20 feet from me in the window was a huge Red-Shouldered Hawk staring up at me. We stood there