The Bird

It was after lunch today.  I was brewing a second mug of coffee.  (I don’t often do that.)  Through the kitchen window I saw the bird.  It was sitting atop a birch tree whose top had broken off in last winter’s storm.  That broken trunk is larger than my upper arm.  (Yes, it is a large bird.)

Red-tail on birch tree

Red-tail on birch tree

I couldn’t get a better shot than this one.  The hawk was searching the field on the other side of the tree.  That must have been fruitless.  It took to wing and flew away from me.

I was disappointed and wanted a better look.  That’s when it did a wing over, dived and reversed course. It flew at me.  Better view.  Turned.  Excellent view.  I watched in awe as the red-tail hawk flew away.  That’s when I remembered the camera.  Too late.

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About Chuck

I am retired after a career in electronics and in publishing. Today, my wife of 50+ years, Sylvia, and I live in a house on a hill beside a dirt road in rural west Michigan. We enjoy living in this country environment where livestock and wild life out number the human population.

12 thoughts on “The Bird

    • Fortunately, the birch will survive that assault. It is a perfect place for the hawk to survey the hunting grounds of our lower ground.

    • I was amazed by the size of that red tail hawk. We moved to this rural location so that we could see things like that bird and more . . . much more. :woot:

  1. Sometimes it’s better to see than take a picture. Let it be imprinted on your soul.

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