THE RED-TAIL WAITING AT THE REDLIGHT Part 1

I was driving into Janesville, a large town by Wisconsin standards. It's Saturday so traffic is heavy and I'm waiting to merge into the main four lane road through town.

And there he was.

Perched up there amongst all the power lines, hunting. But where exactly would be the killing area? Underneath him is a grassy area and across six lanes of traffic there is another area of green.
(The original post would not take another photograph, so scroll down to Part 2 to continue.)