Earlier in March, I photographed a pair of red-shouldered hawks. They built a nest in the same tree, which is an oak on the north side of my home, and their progeny has now fledged. The little hawk still stays close to his home and here he is next door on the boy's basketball backboard. He was being divebombed by the Mississippi kites and he finally became annoyed and flew off. It reminded me of all the play that goes on around this hoop when the human boys are out! My son came home from his night job as I was taking pictures.