This is a really, really, really, really, really, really poor photo of a juvenile Cooper's Hawk. Yesterday, my road trip buddy, Carroll, and I ran away to the Dam in search of pelicans and other fun waterfowl. The water was filled with the ubiquitous cormorants and gulls, but only one white pelican far away near the other shore. In leaving we spied this small hawk perched on the bridge railing. Carroll crept up slowly in the car and I shot from the passenger side but every shot was blurred. We suspect her Honda Pilot windshield has some coating that made the blurriness as it simply cannot be due to my ineptness...surely! Yes, the stabilizer was on. Yes, the settings were correct. Yes, I was excited...but still. Drat! However, as bad as the photos turned out the experience of seeing this little guy was reason enough for celebration. Don't you just love those little, tiny, ordinary miracles? Hawks rock.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Juvenile Cooper's Hawk
This is a really, really, really, really, really, really poor photo of a juvenile Cooper's Hawk. Yesterday, my road trip buddy, Carroll, and I ran away to the Dam in search of pelicans and other fun waterfowl. The water was filled with the ubiquitous cormorants and gulls, but only one white pelican far away near the other shore. In leaving we spied this small hawk perched on the bridge railing. Carroll crept up slowly in the car and I shot from the passenger side but every shot was blurred. We suspect her Honda Pilot windshield has some coating that made the blurriness as it simply cannot be due to my ineptness...surely! Yes, the stabilizer was on. Yes, the settings were correct. Yes, I was excited...but still. Drat! However, as bad as the photos turned out the experience of seeing this little guy was reason enough for celebration. Don't you just love those little, tiny, ordinary miracles? Hawks rock.
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I love hawks, even though some eat my chickens and they keep many smaller birds from living in my trees. There is nothing as cool as hearing a hawk call, well unless it is the scream from the eagles! Good catch, blurry or not!!!
The little fellow looks pretty smug!
Hi Debbie, I've never seen a young cooper's hawk before, their bellies are quite different. My post just went up with the Cooper's Hawks that I've had in my backyard in the past 2 weeks; it may have been the same one but not sure. Once I saw one actually swoop down and grap a downy woodpecker. I was a bit shocked--but finally took it in stride as 'the circle of life'.
I love hawks too. I giggled at the redtailed hawk who decided it wasn't wise to face off at the eagle feast on Saturday (I blogged about the eagles). It's fun to watch the hawks gliding over the fields around here, hunting for dindin.
It's those little miracles that add joy to the day, Debi -- I think he's a handsome fellow! :)
I too always find it exciting to get close to these wild beauties.
oh dear do I ever love those everyday tiny miracles -- yes, yes, yes. As you know I'm the queen of "life's sweet ordinary" or at least that's what drive me, motivates me, inspires me, and puts me in awe and in my place day after day. This my friend was one beautiful day, moment, and the capture though it may be a bit blurry is exquisite. Ordinary made extra-ordinary! Yes indeed.
my one-a-day photos
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