I am lucky enough to live in a rural area where the little town tries to preserve the spectacular views we enjoy…even light pollution that might ruin our views of the night skies. I can see the Milky Way from my yard…right in town. It reminds me of a dry creek-bed, glinting in the sun; or a wide ribbon undulating across the black sky. I can see what appears to be the whole of it, from corner to corner across the wide expanse of night.
Last night I went out to watch and listen a bit…some futile attempt to see if I might hear or even see, against the billions and billions of bright stars, some evidence of the Fall Migration of birds. I understand many fly at night, sometimes in flocks numbering thousands…often calling and chattering between themselves.
Okay, perhaps because I didn’t stay out for long, perhaps because I’m at 7000’ in the Southern Rockies…not a popular route for migrating birds, but I didn’t see much…other than those billions and billions of stars.Swainson's Hawk
But, this morning, driving to work, I saw several hawks sitting on utility poles…watching the fields on either side of the road. Yes, finally, possible evidence of migration! I have not seen many birds at my feeders for a couple weeks now. Sure, I still get a hummer or two, and I occasionally see small birds around the yard…but nothing like the number of birds I see during breeding season or migration and wintertime. I go days without seeing a bird at my feeders. I like to feed birds; so I’ve missed their numbers.
That made seeing a couple big hawks especially heart-warming. Probably this weekend I’ll put out a dozen or so feeders…getting ready for the little ones.
As far as these big ones go, all those pictured here frequent Huerfano County...some even in my yard; and while it galls me to find house-cats there, I never begrudge a hunting raptor. I guess that makes me a birder. LOL
All photos on this post are from Wikipedia.