Briar gazes at the farm with wide eyes. The school building seems almost mundane, like some Amish version of what a school should look like, but beyond it, the farm itself begins with sights of nature. Sure, she's seen hawks before, but the chimerical hawk above plunges down and kills a crow before the murder can retaliate and none the farmers make any attempt to save the smaller bird or fuss. Life, and death are found here.