A Hawk and a Life Lesson on a Sunday Morning
At about 9am, I was walking back to my apartment with Yoshi, whom I had just taken out for his morning walk. Another clear-blue sky hot late August day was in the works. Yoshi trotted happily ahead as I walked hanging on to his leash on the sidewalk that leads from the Rose Courtyard of the apartment complex to our apartment when I, absent- mindedly, heard a whoosh not far over my head that sounded like canvas flapping tightly in the wind. Maybe, the sound was magnified because the 2 buildings on either side of me blocked it to some extent and caused an echo very close to my ear. I don't know. I also felt a swoosh of air. I could feel some intriguing energy in it made me turn so I did. Maybe, somebody or something had zapped ferociously colliding atoms into the wind such that ordInary humans such as myself could perceive them. Either way, I turned 180 degrees to face North and the courtyard. I suppose Yoshi turned too. He probably had to because he was on his leash. Th...