Many years ago - perhaps 35 years ago or so - I was at the seaside in Delaware and I saw a hawk swoop in over the sea, dip down, and rise carrying a dripping and writhing fish. It made a huge impression on me though I didn't know what the bird was.

Years afterward - 20 years ago -I was in a car with my husband, his friend, and the friend's wife. For some unremembered reason I related the story of seeing the bird. I didn't know what to call it so I referred to it as a 'sea hawk.' It was a hawk, on the sea, and there must be something called a sea hawk since Seattle's football team bears that name. Mrs. Husband's-Friend said witheringly, 'What's a sea hawk?' in a 'You are an idiot' fashion (not far off the truth as I am idiotic at times). I clammed up as I wasn't sure what a sea hawk was. 


Anyway, I know now. Obviously osprey were in my destiny :-D