I learned the Red-tail hawk was in the tree to the east. By the time I went out the front door and crept around to the back, he was gone.
I humored myself with Robins, Bluejays, Siskins, and various other birds for a while before concluding the hawk probably went and perched on a nearby power pole.
Indeed, he was there. As I approached, he began to screech…the signal he’s about to take flight. And what a beautiful flight it was.
He tilted some so I could see the tops of his wings. Then flew nearly directly overhead So I could get a good look at his underside.
Such a beautiful creature.
It seems he hasn’t a care in the world. He perches when and where he desires, soars as low or as high as his heart wishes.
His home is the trees, his vehicle the breeze.
He’s free. He lives for each moment.
We can choose to do the same. Yes, we cannot live in the trees (very easily) and we can’t fly…..but we certainly can live in the moment and enjoy what comes before us in life and allow our minds and hearts to be free!