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. 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.
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.
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.
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.
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