I wanted to share a few last photos of our Cornell trip yesterday.
Twice now, when we’ve visited the hawks, Red has spent some time perched on a ledge of the building across the street from the nest. She enjoyed the sun there yesterday before Chick 1 left the nest. Maybe it’s a sauna-type experience for her, surrounded by warm brick.
It’s not necessarily easy to see her there, though — till you step back a bit.
She is such an athlete. I love to see the power when she launches, unfurling all that energy and strength.
She sets a great example for young birds with much to learn about mastering the air. The hawk chicks watched as they practiced their own feats of daring.
While two of the hawklets flapped and considered, the third power-lounged.
Yesterday as we drove home, I had the bittersweet awareness that we won’t be able to follow these young hawks much longer. I think it was a classic empty-nest feeling. Part of me is relieved that I won’t know all the scrapes they get into. But I’ll always wonder how they fared.
I hope that they find the wits and resourcefulness to rise to every challenge.
These hawks have parents who show them how it’s done with grace.