A background sound tickled the edge of my brain with familiarity and caused me to rush from my home with binoculars in hand to watch the osprey overhead, the spread of those grey-banded arched wings, the shine of that white belly and feathered pantaloons, the compact falcon head with the the intense eyes and curved beak that announced his coming with singular piercing calls. Our development environment was down most of the day, which gave me the opportunity to expand into something that wasn’t screen and numbers in the middle of a week.