Hawk migration

We noticed the first turkey vultures migrating a few weeks ago.  Today, we notice a stray hawk or two, then the sky suddenly blossoms with kettles of circling birds, rising on thermals to gain enough altitude to glide to the next thermal and repeat.  Hardly a wingbeat required as they migrate hundreds of miles, thousands altogether, from north to south in the fall.

Mostly swainson’s hawks at first, then broad-winged hawks and the occasional turkey vulture.  I zoom in to try to get a better look at the birds.

In the morning light, they’re mostly just silhouettes.  As the closest kettle drifts off, more appear in the distance.

The hundreds turn into thousands.  I take more pictures.  Even though they are different birds, they all look about the same.

We may get the same show again tomorrow, or we may not see a single hawk.  Never know.

Range maps.

Turkey vulture

The orange is summer only.  The purple is year-round.

Broad-winged hawk.

The blue color is for winter only.

Swainson’s hawks are the long-distance migration champions.  They migrate as much as 6,000 miles from their northern range to their wintering grounds in South America.

Absquatulate

ub-squatch-u-late.

I was introduced to this word while at Becky’s house.  It’s a word that, without even knowing what it means, makes kids laugh.  I laughed.

To absquatulate means to leave abruptly, perhaps under less-than-ideal circumstances.  Beat feet.   Get out of Dodge.  I’ve been trying ever since to casually bring that word into conversation but to no avail.  So here it is, presented entirely without context.  And having done that, time for me to absquatulate.

Succulent garden

We sent out the pictures of the blooming cactus/succulent garden.

One yellow flower.

Well, that yellow flower turned red.

And another flower came out.  Practically a profusion!