I had an observation one morning in early bow season. I was watching a squirrel eat away an acorn sitting on top of a field stone fence. In an instant a red tail hawk swooped down and picked the little guy up. Eating, surviving, living in the moment in one minute and gone the next. What I found so profound was less than 5 minutes later, another squirrel was eating in the very same spot. Life goes on. As one dies, another lives.
I will keep this thread in mind for the coming season. Thanks!