Buteo Jamaicensis -

High above the sun-scorched valleys of the American Southwest, a , known to the world below as the Red-tailed Hawk , carved invisible circles into the rising heat. Her name, according to the scientists who first studied her kind in 1781, was a tribute to Jamaica , yet she was a queen of the entire North American continent.

In the quiet of the evening, she looked out over her territory. To some, she was a sacred protector ; to others, a symbol of clear vision and strength. To her, she was simply the spirit of the wind, a living testament to the resilience and beauty of the wild. buteo jamaicensis

As the sun began to dip, she spotted a movement near a utility pole. The hawk tucked her wings, transforming from a broad glider into a feathered bullet. She could reach speeds of up to 120 m.p.h. in a dive. With a silent, deadly grace, she struck. Her talons, her primary weapons, secured the meal. High above the sun-scorched valleys of the American

She returned to her nest, a massive structure of sticks tucked high in the fork of a sturdy cottonwood tree. There, her white-downed young waited, their "klee-uk" cries echoing the rasping, iconic scream of their mother—the sound Hollywood uses to represent the voice of almost every eagle or hawk. To some, she was a sacred protector ;