Our hawk family, clouds and relaxing evening

Posted By on July 22, 2008

clouds roll in

As has been the norm lately, I’ve have spent a few quiet evening at home just sitting quietly and looking out over the backyard. Tonight I watched as the storm clouds began to pile up to our south and west. (no rain for us though)
Hawk landing on fenceIts also been enjoyable to watch a pair of hawks raise their family from a nest high up in a white pine tree bordering our property. The mom and dad have been teaching their young how to swoop and snatch food and just perch (and poop I might add!) on the fence. A benefit, besides admiring their gracefulness, has been cleaner pool skimmers— fewer mice and moles.

Interestingly, I’ve also found myself reading to the light of the hurricane lamp we confiscated off one of our sailboats before ‘selling it’ many years ago; it soothing light does brings back fond memories of distant anchorages. I’m trying to appreciate the time to sit quietly and watch dusk to give way to night. It is nice.

hurricane lamp



  • Hey Rich, I think you have a Red-shouldered Hawk there, not red-tailed. Could be a Coopers. The stripes on the tail are the key. The white terminal band on the tail, and the rounded corners are telling me it’s a Coopers. Bluish color also says Coopers. However, the redish front color seems more like Red-shouldered. Size says Red-shouldered. Damn tough ID! Well, since I’m a Democrat, I’m gonna flip-flop and now say it’s a Coopers. I’ll pass this on to my buddy, Andy Jones, curator of ornithology at the Museum of Natural History. He loves this shit. He’ll probably come back asking for a feather so he can to a DNA analysis. Talk with you soon.

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