Graceful Hunter

It leaped in front of my car from a small patch of forest on my left. It was in flight. This was no common bird. Its large and broad wings moved slowly with great strength, creating flight and bearing grace unlike any I have seen. At first, I thought it was a vulture because IContinue reading “Graceful Hunter”

A Flock of Small Birds

The clouds were grey but not imposing. The wind was aimless and strong but not unbearable. The sound of a flagpole ringing as its tether slammed against metal sounded like a ship’s call to port. In the foreground, citizens passed in their cars heading home. In the background, the roar of a highway was ocean-likeContinue reading “A Flock of Small Birds”

Coffee Shop

I often hear a bird before I see it. It may be a song, a call, or a desperate attempt at mating. Whatever the motivation behind the sound the result is the grasp of my attention. The day is beautiful, mild, and extremely sunny. The automobiles are out in droves. The dallying of bodies toContinue reading “Coffee Shop”