I was sitting at the bar in my
kitchen wrapping up my day of blogging.
It was dusk. While I was waiting
for my computer to power down, I looked out the window and noticed a large bird
fly across the yard of my neighbor across the street. He flew up to the trunk
of a tree and ricocheted off perching in an adjacent tree.
I reached into my drawer and found
my camera. I moved quickly into the
living room which has a picture window to see if I could spot him. Just then, he took flight and landed in the
oak tree in my front yard.
I was now running to the bedroom
to see if I could snap a picture of him.
I had already drawn the blinds so I had to stick the camera between the
slats and hope for the best.
This picture is decidedly poor
quality but I have a good excuse. It was
dusky at the time I took it, I couldn’t open the blinds because doing so
would frighten him off and the window screen, unfortunately, blurred the image. If you look closely at the second branch from
the ground on the right you can see him.
I first
noticed my amazing visitor back in August 2013. I spotted
him again in September and once
more in October.
I wrote in October that I
gathered as much information about red-shouldered hawks from my local wildlife
organization as I could. I learned that
the southern populations of these raptors are not migratory and their courting
display occurred between January and April.
I have looked and looked for my
friend and had given up ever seeing him again.
Today, my amazing friend has come back.
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