As you’ve probably guessed from the title of this blog, I’m the falconer’s wife.  This blog is dedicated to my husband, a licensed falconer in the southeastern United States, and those who participate in the ancient and noble art of falconry (as seen through the eyes of an observer) as well as whatever inspires me.  I’m not a falconer, but my appreciation and awe for the spirit of the falcon and its fascinating relationship with man is great.

If you’ve ever been close to one of these avian creatures, you can’t help but be impressed by their raw power, intelligence and beauty.  Their design is perfect in every detail and their proximity may compel you to gape in admiration – don’t worry, it’s not rude, just natural.

I hope I can do this sport justice with my words and I invite others whose admiration of falconry is either a passing fancy or meets or surpasses mine to share their thoughts on this blog.  This is only my perspective and yours would be greatly appreciated as well.

~ The Falconer’s Wife

P.S. If you’d like to drop me a line, feel free to at thefalconerswife (at) gmail (dot com).

  • The Falconer's

    Note: My H just mentioned that you aren't supposed to "stare" directly at the hawk as it can be seen as a sign of aggression. So, although I still stand by my gaping comment above, don't look directly in their eyes when you do it. Practice safe staring!

  • Clara

    Just found your blog! Really love it!