I stood and waited, camera at the ready, as I stared at a hawk in a tree overlooking a field, hoping that he would fly toward me when he spotted a prey.
I waited and waited and finally he took off from the branch. Unfortunately, he flew up in the air and away from me, rather than down and toward me. I tried to track him and snapped off a couple of photos.
I managed to capture him with his wings fully extended as he headed into the woods and was struck by the degree to which he blends in with his surroundings.
I am sure that I will soon find myself in a similar situation, watching and waiting—it’s the fate of those of us who choose to photograph wildlife.
© Michael Q. Powell. All rights reserved

If there is one thing that nature teaches us, it’s patience.
Yes waiting and watching is sometimes our fate but next time he’ll fly towards you.
I’m with the NH Gardener, Mike. There’s a grand glow of hope when you wait poised for a shot, fully alert for what you just know is about to happen, and one of the most important elements is patience. Even though he flew in the other direction, you came away with a keeper and, as you say, you’ll be ready again next time!
Thanks for the words of encouragement. I’m eternally optimistic. Now I just have to as much patience as I have optimism.
Yep its a virtue as the saying goes, great shot..:-)
Thanks, Ed. “Patience is a virtue” rates right up there with “It’s good for you” and “Someday you will thank me for this.”