Dinner time. Lunch time. Any time. For the Cooper's hawk.
Out of the forest. Over the houses it comes. Smack! Collides with prey in the air. Shrieks stifled instantly.
Then the raptor proceeds to rip it apart.
Feathers. Wings. Torn limb from limb. Fresh.
"The sparrow flying behind a hawk thinks the hawk is fleeing.."
-Japanese Proverb
Pounce on the body.
"A hawk kills because it is his nature......a man kills because it is his pleasure..." -Darkovan Proverb
See what is left behind.
Slurp up the last parts.
Still warm.
Tasty.
"The wild hawk stood with the down on his beak and stared with his foot on his prey..." -Tennyson
All that is left.....
Are the beak and the feet....
Hum Hum Hummer stays behind and watches. He is much to fast for the hawk.
As does Cordelia. She is much too big for the hawk. And the hawk gets ready. Another meal awaits...
"Only in silence the word, only in dark the light,only in dying life; bright the hawk's flight on the empty sky." -Ursula K. Le Guin
Photographs 2021
Spectacular photos!
ReplyDeleteWow the last photo you have captured so well and as for Cordelia she is quite a stunner, pedigree I guess. Thank you for sharing about the hawk. Lots of love Trish xx
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