I watched three Broad-winged Hawks overhead the house today as they frolicked in the brisk Northwest breeze. They would soar up and then do a wingover or stall to drop down a bit, and then climb back up on the energy-filled air. They were calling all the time — and seemingly not hunting but just playing. I could not help think that they were loosening up for the long trek ahead.
They are not around this afternoon — I wonder if they grabbed this tailwind and headed out. We’ll see.