I was casually walking to our fish pond to toss some food in when I saw movement in front of me at the edge of the pond about two feet away.
As I jumped back and shrieked (like a girl, gosh, I hate that!), our resident frog leaped away from the clutches of a snake. The snake, all of 1/2 an inch thick and two feet long, slithered toward me over the slate surrounding the pond, and then changed directions and dropped into the pond spreading the goldfish all willy-nilly.
While this is happening a broad-shouldered hawk flew awfully close to my head into the pine trees near the pond. It was not happy with me at all and eyed me from the branches. It was then that I heard a softer hawk screech. A juvenile, perhaps?
I tossed some food to the fish and walked carefully back to the house. I so wish I hadn't shrieked like a girl. I mean, I am one, but the snake wasn't that big. I just wasn't expecting it. Oh, I shrieked like a girl.
Fact check: the snake was an eastern garter snake. The frog was a leopard frog. The hawk was definitely a broad-shouldered hawk.