IfI wereto writeevery dayfor onehundred days,would my soulbe purged ofthis malaise;is it a thingto be dredged,dragged up –twistedand tiedlike tatteredbed sheetsknottedtogether;is therea remedyfor thisscourge;or is thisan inherentrestlessness,a fiery bluespark of eternalangst ignitingpassion – a callto write? (Originally posted February, 2017. Image my own)
Yesterday I saw a Red Tailed Hawk catch a pigeon in mid-flight. It was amazing and terrifying at once. I especially love the color in your first image. Both are great captures.
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That is terrifying to see and a reminder of the nature of nature. Thanks.
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The bird in the second photo is a hawk?
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It’s a Cooper’s hawk
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I don’t think I’ve heard of those before. (I see hawks around here, but I don’t know what they are.)
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I don’t know them all either, but this fellow is a regular, so I looked him up.
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You caught the hawk! Nice.
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Thanks
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Very lovely! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks 😊
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Love the light in the first one. I have a lot of those like the second one; if only they’d pause mid air for a second so we can get the perfect shot! lol
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Lol. Almost got him. Thanks Heather.
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Welcome.
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