hawk-eyed

Henry was eating breakfast this morning, and I was in the living room drinking coffee. Suddenly he starts yelling. "Hawk! It's a hawk! ... Or an eagle! Some kind of big bird!" He comes flying into the living room, grabs my phone, and goes off to take a picture. Luckily for all of us, the bird was nice enough to wait while I ran to the office, grabbed my camera, and headed out the back door. I about froze my poor (bare) feet off, but look at this! Pretty sure it's a broad-winged hawk, but if any of you are better at bird identification, please let me know if it's something else.

Update: A lady at the fabric store tells me this is a juvenile male red-tailed hawk, and I think she’s probably right.