I have enjoyed taking (or making, as many photographers insist) photographs for as long as I can remember, going back to the mid 1950s with a Brownie Box camera. Throughout the years I have rarely not had a camera in my hand when I am on an adventure be it for an hour, a week, or a year. When I began to share my photographs on social media, with the encouragement of my friend and fellow photographer Kevin Fleming, I did so because I wanted to show any and all who looked at my work some of the interesting things I see, primarily landscapes and wildlife but occasionally people too, doing interesting things. Whether it is a single photograph or two or more, I am telling a story, a story through a photograph of something you probably did not get to see or experience. I almost always tell the story through a single image. Today though I tell the story of a red-tailed hawk with its late day meal of a mouse or a vole ( I really can’t tell). Eight images tell the story of this patient hunter, sitting on a wire watching the grass below very intently. A quick and successful dive results in part of an evening meal. This story unfolded on the side of a country road a few years ago. I stopped to take a photo of this hawk just hanging out but I got a far more interesting moment in nature. You have to look closely at the last image to see the ‘end’ of the mouse. A sad ‘tail’ to be sure for the victim.
