Something must have been in the air yesterday — no pun intended.

While commuting home on my bike and jamming to the tunes on my Pod, I was attracted to a red tail which was flying alongside me. Instead of veering off and flying over the field that was to my right, he flew with me as I pedalled down the road. After a few minutes of visually keeping one another company, he decided to turn left and come behind me. For several seconds, I couldn’t see him; and my imagination had his talons hooked in my Camelback whilst he pick me up to fly me home. It wasn’t until the sight of a short, but tough, hill interrupted my head play that I realized the hawk was gone. Guess the trees on the other side of the road swallowed him up and gave him protection against such imagination.

Oh well, the sight of him still kicked ass…just like the sights of your pictures on this post.