I don't know the story behind this Cooper's Hawk, like its injury or where it was found.
So let's not dwell on my boring lack of details and focus instead on the happiness of the occasion.
The Coop was released by a new volunteer, and the woman let the bird go with joy and awe, a huge smile on her face. I think the bird was happy, too.
It happened so fast, in half a second it had cleared the barn....
...and sliced in between the mew gate and a parked car (and right by Dee, standing in the barn doorway!).
Another bird who needed help and received it. RAPTOR....it's just what we do.
:)
2 comments:
Yes, it's all about release, isn't it?
In Australia (close on 20 years ago) I released my first raptor, a kestrel. I can still feel that thrill.
No longer so actively involved (we moved to a very small suburban block in a city)I still enjoy reading stories like this. Thanks for doing the work.
Oh! I blog at http://moreidlethoughts.wordpress.com/
Dinah
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