Hawks of Lower Appalachia ~
I’ll not be trudging up and down through forest and field in all kinds of weather with high-powered binoculars, an 8lb Nikon and multiple telephoto lenses hanging around my neck.
I lived 18 years in the wilds of the north Georgia mountains where very accommodating subjects came within optical range of the comfort and relative safety of my porch.
I’ll let the photos speak for themselves unless there is a particularly interesting backstory.
Red-Shouldered Hawks and their cousins are a plentiful species. They’re haunting calls are dead giveaways, pun intended, whenever they take flight. It’s a wonder they are such successful hunters. They are especially present during haying times when small prey can be easily seen.
This fella alighted on our lawn fence for the longest time, talking “at” me before he took care of business.
This grumpy old man must have thought I was his competition, judging by his sustained glare.
This little fella was out on his first foray from the nest, I’m pretty sure. He hopped pretty close to me and kept cocking his head from side to side like a dog studying his master’s tone. Finally, he or she made its way clumsily to the mound in the distance, where mom regained her control.
Momma Hawk kept her eye on us from afar.
Well, that concludes my Back Porch Birding series. It was a pleasure sharing my photos with you. My thanks to you for coming and thanks also to Snapshots for all of their hard work behind the scenes.
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