The saying goes, “Soar like an eagle.” No eagles flying here, but the Red-tailed Hawk is doing his best eagle imitation high above.
Red-tailed Hawks are difficult birds to photograph I think, rarely coming near humans. Oh, the life of a bird…
They perch high above the tree tops, surveying the scenic landscape below. They come down to feed and catch prey, but up they go again.
Flying high above, I would like to be like a bird to fly around the world just to experience each Autumn.
Seeing the trees from above and soaking in the cool breeze of the freeing experience.
Birds have the life, no?
They spend a lot of time seeing the world.
There is much about autumn that I enjoy. The cooler temperatures that come with this season are a relief after a sweltering summer.
I enjoy the changing hours of daylight and darkness. The grasses going tawny brown are soothing after a season of bright light and piercing color.
But one thing both good and bad is when the birds decide to move on until next year.
They take to the wing for far off places. The landscape grows a bit quieter, a tad tranquil, and enters into repose.
When late November comes around, most of the leaves will be off the trees and birds that remain are easier to spot. But only those hardy enough to brave the biting winter stay on.
If I were a bird, winter inevitably arrives, so flying the world to experience Autumn will come to an end. In the meantime, catch a few wind currents and unground yourself.
The birds just soared and soared. I wonder if they take in the beauty below? I would like to think they do.