Bird carnage, old photos

F took pictures of this hawk for me before I woke up this morning. It's quite majestic, isn't it? I think that's a severed wing at its feet.
While I'm at it, here's what came out of those four-year old rolls of film:
- This is what happens when you don't develop film promptly.
- The piazza in the town where I worked four years ago.
- The Sartiglia in Oristano, Sardinia.
- Inside Camposanto Cemetery in Pisa.
I made a rhubarb-strawberry crisp today with rhubarb from the garden. It tastes good, but it's not very pretty.