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Eyes of the Hawk’s, Part Two

We strap on our collection of lenses and survey the parking lot. It's busy here, but not [...]

Eyes of the Hawk’s, Part One

I shake off the last of my morning java jitters and step through the door carefully. Here I am.

A deep breath marries me to the smell of the desert. Sage is plentiful here. There are some manzanita off through the mesa. A roadrunner couple precociously dances at a million miles an hour at the very edge of my peripheral vision. I know they're there, well enough. My companions, blind though they are, know too. Regular doses of [...]