The Harrier

I see them everywhere, but can't get a good look

A harrier in flight can look accidental, unsteady. They teeter on the wind like dwarfed vultures. Flying low, they look as if about to crash.

Occasionally, watching a harrier, I am reminded of a distant feeling: riding a saucer down an icy hill, thrilled to be moving—quickly, with what could seem like grace—somewhat in control, but barely.

A harrier’s wi…