Sharpie's visit

I was just finishing up lunch when, looking through the dining room window,
I saw a single goldfinch at the feeder. He was absolutely still, leaned
away from the feeder, looking like he was watching. Then he made a quick
dart into a bush below and he was being chased by this sharp-shinned
hawk. The hawk missed his prey and went to this perch for a minute
before moving on. It was long enough for me to get a shot.