New Neighbors July 6, 2015
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A couple of months ago, some new neighbors took up residence in the ’hood: a pair of broad-winged hawks.
It’s possible that I’ve heard broad-winged hawks from my own yard before, but I don’t think so. Suddenly, here they are, soaring above my house, calling. (To hear what they sound like, go here.)
I hear them almost every day.
What made them choose my neighborhood? Truly, I’d like to know.
They arrive at a time when I’m dealing with neighbors who are moving away—neighbors whom I love. I’m heartbroken.
They arrive at a time when I wish certain other neighbors would move away, at a time when I find the words white trash flitting through my mind in spite of myself. (It turns out I really do want people to take care of things and be respectful toward each other.)
I’m guessing some of my bird and small-mammal neighbors are not as happy as I am about the hawks.
But I get a little thrill every time I hear that whistle.
Route 153 
How exciting to have broad-winged hawk neighbors and sorry about your exiting neighbors, Maybe you will get some new good neighbors soon.
It is always hard to say good-bye to good friends. But I’m glad the hawks have come into your life too. Maybe they’re a good omen for new neighbours.
And I think most of us “want people to take care of things and be respectful toward each other.”
Like you, I get a thrill when the kereru visit, so I can imagine how you feel when you hear the hawks.
I sympathize with the loss of your loved neighbours, empathize with your feelings around your less-loved neighbours, and am delighted about the recent avian enhancement of your environs.
I opened this post with caution because of my own neighbor issues. I wish mine made high whistle sounds instead of . . . well, never mind.
I feel your pain. Truly.