In actuality this is what she looked like using my long lens so in actuality she was about twice as far away as this view and no more than a speck.
She catches an updraft.
She's still gaining altitude. She's now at the top of that ribbon of blue sky.
She tips up slightly.
She banks left. Yes, the bird is still Belly Band. They've switched off so many times I keep checking whenever I get a chance.
Her right wing tip flips up.
She heads towards a wood lot. Suddenly there is the most gosh awful ruckus over my head.
It's a flock of geese trying to arrange themselves into a tidy flying V and everyone has something to say.
I often wonder if they are honking get out of the way or make room or here I come or whether it is just a sound cue so everyone knows where everyone else is?
Then I realize....where did the hawk go? DRAT! I look back. She of course is long gone having taken her chance to disappear while I was distracted.
We shall meet again!