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November 07, 2008
First sunset after the election
While I don't know whether Michigan is more beautiful as an overall state than Pennsylvania, the Ann Arbor area is really nice, and unlike the Philadelphia area, you don't have to drive far to see nice countryside. The view from my driveway isn't so bad either.
That was taken as I got in my car to drive to the Huron River on Wednesday at sunset. The first thing I saw was a forlorn-looking Halloween pumpkin that someone had thrown in the water:
A hawk (not quite certain of the species) flew low overhead, and I watched it alight on the top of a tree, where it stayed just long enough for me to get a picture before it took off.
A view along the river.
The "swan song," by the way, is an ancient myth -- as the swan is neither mute nor does it sing one last song before dying. No political connotation intended. Some things are prettier than politics. MORE: Based on this picture I'm thinking the hawk above might be a young peregrine falcon. Any raptor lovers, feel free to chime in. posted by Eric on 11.07.08 at 05:01 PM
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I like it when my neighbors far away from my southern neighborhood post fall pictures. While spring in the South is awesome and I wouldn't give anything for it, fall is a bummer. There's just no way to get an inspiring picture of pine straw. Donna B. · November 8, 2008 01:58 AM I'm not positive but your raptor looks like a pretty nice shot of a Redtail Hawk. lonetown · November 8, 2008 07:29 PM Thanks Penny and Donna. Lonetown I looked at a lot of pictures of redtailed hawks, and I couldn't find a match. The tail on this one was not red, and its head looked too round. There's a lot of variations, though. It could be a young one, I suppose. According to this post, it might also be a Cooper's hawk: But that doesn't quite match either. Wish I'd gotten a picture of it flying. The wing shape would have allowed positive identification. Eric Scheie · November 9, 2008 01:28 PM y8w4h6qc4zmrd0at Juan Potts · November 13, 2008 05:05 AM Post a comment
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Pictures have a way of humanizing day to day experiences, and well beyond "snapshots in time". Ann Althouse, who I read a bit less regularly than I do you, has made herself seem more "grounded" to me when she steps back and throws up a couple of pictures she happened to take that day. Personally, I see it as one way to let out just enough steam so that the pot doesn't "boil over".
Plus we all know that Simon, LOVES Ann's "cooking".
Simon, something tells me she loves it when you get back to your "easy listening" musical entries now and again. Same principle... just - enough - steam ...to take the edge off your most insightful commentary.
Now back to you, eric, and your second question about raptors? I, myself, am clueless, but I did have a dear friend who totally identified with birds of prey. As luck would have it, I happened upon a glass vulture Christmas ornament one year. A friggin' VULTURE! I still laugh about it, because I wonder to this day how many of those things they sold among the smiling, jolly santas and the wing's-spread angels? Anyway, I knew that for at least that year, my friend got the biggest rapture from that dang glass raptor.
And a good thing, because he died not so many Christmases after.
Is there a moral to this story? I suspect there is. There is ALWAYS a moral to the damn story.
But when the pasta is al dente, and the music, just right? Maybe, just maybe, we can keep the raptors out of this?