One great thing about living in Florida is that in the winter, even though some summer birds migrate south to Central America, a ton of northern birds come down to escape the cold, and we get a double dose of raptors all season long. It almost makes up for all the other weird stuff that happens in the state.
This was a single Red-tailed Hawk that soared overhead for so long, I couldn’t help but snap a bunch of pictures. None of them were super great, but there were so many of them, I thought it’d be fun to splice them into a faux RTHA kettle. One can wish, right?
And the Bald Eagles have been back and forth all day, flying from one lake to another, presumably to look for Osprey to steal fish from.
The interloping juvenile Red-shouldered Hawk has been all over the yard lately, eating lizards and starting fights with our resident adult Red-shoulder. I wake up almost every morning these days to a RSHA screaming match outside my window. It’d be annoying, but after spending a few years with Archer, I’m mostly immune to RSHA screaming.
Our resident adult is still hanging around, and I sort of wonder if they’ll work something out between them, or if one hawk will eventually move on. This bird moved in as a juvenile when Archer was still staying in my back yard, so I’m rooting for her. I’ve watched her turn into a beautiful adult of the Florida sub-species, and I’m hoping she’ll defend her right to live in the yard and eat lots of frogs. Right now they seem to be sharing the territory.
They’re just so much fun to watch, especially on windy days.