For the Randolph family, this seemingly dreary and desolate day was spent not settled inside by the fire with a good book, but at a track and field meet with hundreds of other families supporting their athletic children. Fortunately, this meet was held indoors, sheltered from the downpour, strong winds, and tornadoes that touched down in the area. Having woken up early on the first day of the weekend before exams, the Randolphs arrived in Chapel Hill with more than a few yawns, a nice camera, and far more than their share of luck.
No, I'm not talking about the squirrel Jimmy and Hunter saw on a gravestone while making the trek to the indoor track facility. And no, I'm not referencing the cardinal they tracked for a few trees before losing sight of him in a bush. Nor am I speaking of the two slices of pizza they procured from a man outside the facility for only two dollars apiece. (Although I think we all would have been perfectly happy with that)
Jimmy spotted a mockingbird in the same tree he photographed one in last year at a similar event!
Wait.. I seem to remember there being something else.. something to do with foreshadowing in nature..
and a big bird... I seem to remember something about that as well...
A very large bird, in fact...
I do believe I took pictures of it... Yes, that's it! A large bird near the sidewalk...
Close enough to see the blood dripping from the corners of its mouth.. but where was the blood from?
Ahhhh, there it is! The squirrel on the gravestone, the foreshadowing, the red-tailed hawk eating a squirrel.. It's all starting to come back to me..