
Yesterday morning I took a few minutes from my super busy week to capture Harris Hawks on a Century plant. I was so excited to see them. There were three altogether. This is the final picture of my series when one was alone.
I spotted three Harris Hawks out the window. I let myself out of the casita on the opposite end of the house and quietly and stealthily made my way along the house hiding in corners. I snapped photos, while behind a pillar support for our patio overhang. Then I made it to one support even closer. Eventually, I sat down smack dab in plain sight at an outside table across from them.

The top hawk took off before I could get a picture. This is second hawk I caught in flight. Look at how aerodynamic his wings are.

Second hawk landed on the wall.

Here’s my first photo from a greater distance away, catching all three hawks on a Century Plant.
The moments outside photographing hawks broke up my super busy week, which I wrote a bit about HERE. The time in my backyard with the hawks charged me up for my last busy day of the week. I’m ready for a break now!
What helps you get through a busy day or week?
How do you relax and recharge?

During a busy week I rejuvenate in the same way as you did here. I go outside, look at nature, try to photograph it or understand it. Anything that takes my mind out of where it has been doing busy things. Also a glass of wine to relax, a shot of espresso to recharge.
Sounds good! I am busy getting out press releases and PSAs and my mind was getting foggy. So happy the hawks paid me a visit!
Glad to meet a fellow nature lover. My dad was a wildlife biologist with the Fish and Wildlife Service and an ornithologist. Though nowhere in his league as a birder, I have a lot of memories going out with him on bird counts. He was involved in the recovery of an endangered bird, the Aleutian Canada Goose (now renamed the Aleutian Cackling Goose). They are a subspecies of the much more familiar Canada Goose.
What great memories with your Dad. How impressive! A wildlife biologist. My parents were both lovers of nature and birdwatchers. They also took classes in mycology and we went on lots of tramps through the woods collecting chantrelles and morels.