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.