The hawk in my front garden

It appeared to be injured or sick — at least, it wasn’t able to fly, and just walked away if we came close. My husband called Berkeley’s Animal Control, and they promised to send someone out soon to rescue it. But by the time she arrived, over an hour later, the hawk was apparently feeling better, and as she approached with her capture box, it flew away. (See extras for shots of the Animal Control officer on the job. As you can see, her plumage is far more colorful than the hawk’s.)