On Sunday morning I was sitting here in my chair, with the last of the Olympics on, and my computer on my lap. You know, the usual killing time stuff, often done on the weekend!
Suddenly, I her a very loud thud behind me. I was fairly certain that a bird had flown into my window, as often happens, and was either dazed on the ground or dead from a broken neck.
I jumped up, and ran into my bedroom and pulling up the front shade saw one of the largest birds I have seen this close in many years.
I rushed the dogs from the room, grabbed my camera, and went back in to take as may pictures as I could, but also to determine if he was injured and would require me to call the Fish & Game Department.
He looked dazed, but I could not see any breaks in his wings, or legs. His eyes looked confused, and he sat there, taking stock of the situation.
Hubby came in and looked the bird over, and we knew right away that it was a Hawk, but what kind we could not be sure.
When I was a little girl we rescued a Red Tail Hawk with a broken wing. We rehabilitated it, until our neighbor called Fish & Game and we had to surrender the bird. That was a heart breaking day for me, because I loved that Hawk.
So, I knew it wasn’t like that Hawk, and after conferring with y friends we decided that it was a Cooper’s Hawk. Fairly common in the northern parts of America and Canada.
Then, my Hawk, shook his head, and flapped his wings, and in a moment, he was gone. I watched him as he flew away. His wing span so long and graceful.
He soared and so did my heart!
I loved that Hawk we had too, but better for him to be released so he could be free in the world. Love YOU, Mel
Great post – again, I love the pics. And yes, it is nice when the birds take flight – it’s almost like they take a piece of you with them!
Wow ! I had already birds flying against our window doors in the living room but never a hawk ! he must have been a bit knocked out ! Here it’s mostly a sparrow !