I readily admit that sometimes I daydream about being able to fly like a bird and quite often the bird I wish I were is a Red-tailed Hawk.
Adult Red-tailed Hawk perched in an old dead tree
I photographed this adult Red-tailed Hawk in southwestern Montana last month, its mate had already left the tree and I was anticipating that this male would soon follow her.
Adult Red-tailed Hawk lifting off
I knew that the Red-tailed Hawk would lift off shortly after it defecated and sure enough it did. Its feet had just left the branch it had been perched on in this frame.
Downward sweep of the Red-tail’s wings
And with a downward sweep its wings the male Red-tailed was airborne. I wonder what that feels like.
With its wings spread and its tail fanned it flew past the branches of the tree. I’m certain at this point I was paying far more attention to the hawk than it was paying to me.
Red-tailed Hawk flying over the tree line
As the Red-tail flew past me I once again wondered what it would be like to be flying so free, unfettered and wild. I’ll never know but it is wonderful to daydream about it.
Life is good.
Mia
Click here to see more of my Red-tailed Hawk photos plus facts and information about this species.
HI! Beautiful shots! I known what it is like to dream and fly! You did fly so gracefully off the diving board in Hawaii and was offer to be in training for Jr. Olympics But we had to leave the Island!!! But you are living your dreams now! Keep up your great works
Thanks everyone for your terrific comments on this post.
Not only did I want to fly when I was younger I also wanted to be a Mermaid. Well I can swim like a fish now but I still can’t fly 🙂
Great pictures of a great bird
ohh it s a wonderfull serie, the last in fligth is a jewel,
bravo mia, thanks for sharing this
have a nice day ☼
Mia, I think you are having the same dream as all of us! Thanks for so eloquently describing it and photographing the hawk in flight!
Oh yes. Add me to the dreamers… Though I think I would like to be an albatross…
Have a wonderful time away.
It is such a joy to learn and study the habits of birds allowing for wonderful photos such as these. Beautiful!
I love this sequence! Great job.
Mia, I wanted to fly, too…and like Merrill Ann, thought I could. I tried jumping out of the barn with a sheet (holding two corners in each hand), a huge, black umbrella left behind by some unlucky guest, and even a real silk parachute one of my uncles gave my mother for sewing material…none of them worked. The sheet collapsed over my head, the umbrella turned inside out and the parachute wrapped itself around me like a shroud…as I hit the ground…HARD! All i have to show for my efforts are a bad back and two bad knees…but I still think if I could do if I could only…..
Dear Mia, When I was a child I was certain I could fly! I was never quite sure if that feeling came because I was dreaming it or if it was real so I never tested it! But I was sure all I had to do was to lift my wings and off I’d go. No wonder I became a bird person when I grew up… I wonder if that feeling that I suspect comes from our distant past is a trait in our dna or something?
Beautiful shots, beautiful bird…I agree with Kim. You do fly free in so many ways…still, wouldn’t it be great to swoop and soar and glide……..
If only? Great shots Mia.
Somehow Mia I think of you as being as free as the hawk flying in the final image of the post. And you’re off again, flying free on your adventures, have fun!