Flights of fancy

What fantasies rest upon dreams made of feathered wings…

A female red-tailed hawk (Buteo jamaicensis) soaring high above the family farm in East Texas (2008_12_06_000193)

To take flight, to swim naked through the ether under the power of my own mind…  Ah, such is the foundation of hope.

A dule of rock doves (a.k.a. common pigeons; Columba livia) circling above Sunset Bay at White Rock Lake (2008_12_07_000543)

Envy fills the space betwixt the flying bird and mine eyes.

An American white pelican (Pelecanus erythrorhynchos) taking off near the sandbar in Sunset Bay at White Rock Lake (2008_12_07_000681)

Tiptoeing across the lake’s surface becomes the godlike fantasy of all men: to waltz upon the water without sinking.

A juvenile black-crowned night heron (Nycticorax nycticorax) flying in front of autumnal woodlands (2008_12_13_002065)

For something so ethereal as air to hold me aloft, for something so invisible as atmosphere to defy gravity…

A great egret (Ardea alba) soaring above the western shoreline of White Rock Lake (2008_12_13_002352)

Stretching my arms unto the ends of the earth only to find them capable of holding me above the ground rests within the confines of powerful magic.

A juvenile ring-billed gull (Larus delawarensis) turning sharply as it flew over my position on the pier in Sunset Bay at White Rock Lake (2008_12_07_001460)

The world would fill my sight with vistas profound and indomitable.  Every tiny thing moving upon the ground and every flying beast flitting through the cosmos would bring to me visions meant for more powerful beings.

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Photos:

[1] A female red-tailed hawk (Buteo jamaicensis) soaring high above the family farm in East Texas.  She spent a great deal of time arcing beyond sight where the treetops shielded her from prying eyes, yet once in a while she came into view as she circled, climbing higher and higher with each pass, moving further into the distance as she began her hunt.

[2] A dule of rock doves (a.k.a. common pigeons; Columba livia) circling above Sunset Bay at White Rock Lake.  Seen at top left is the marvelously unique dove I first encountered in November.

[3] An American white pelican (Pelecanus erythrorhynchos) taking off near the sandbar in Sunset Bay.  Other pelicans remained wholly unimpressed with the giant bird as it skipped across the water’s surface while its powerful wings carried it aloft.

[4] A juvenile black-crowned night heron (Nycticorax nycticorax) remained unseen until it took flight, its plumage offering superior camouflage amongst the autumnal limbs already stripped naked by powerful winds and seasonal change.  The bird remained unnoticed while I visited the inlet that herons and egrets frequent, and it caught me by surprise when it took to the air.

[5] A great egret (Ardea alba) soaring above the shoreline.  I surprised it as I rounded the corner that provided it a reed-filled hiding place, but I found myself fortunate enough to suspect its presence before I stepped into the clearing where it hid.

[6] A juvenile ring-billed gull (Larus delawarensis) turning sharply as it flew over my position on the pier in Sunset Bay.

2 thoughts on “Flights of fancy”

  1. Jason,

    I’m wondering, "Where in the H have I been?" I have miss so much here. Your birds in flight are remarkable, however, I’m off to the previous post.

    Give me time a day or two to reconnect here?

    Mary

  2. I’ve had a disastrous and overwhelming few weeks, Mary, so I can relate to feeling absent. With work and family and trying to survive, I’m there with you when you stop and wonder how the world slipped by while you weren’t looking. I feel disconnected…

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