That time, playing in the muck,foot emerging without a boot,hopping and laughingall the way home… Then, later, on the busthe impact of the carthe windshield crackinglike a giant spiderblood all overthe dead lady’s face All in the past –sunroof openkids riding along,music blaring But trauma is a spiderArachne reaching into happy placesand as much as […]
Measured in spoonfulsprogress imperceptible Still feel the angst ofno-time-to-breathe lifestyle pressured from withinto get-it-done spend unavailable resourcesruminating solutions push against the wallswith little to show surrender to impotencyand wait for the next surge.
Sister was a hurricane –destruction her path Tried to calm, encouragebut her core was damaged Try to reach her now, across death’s abyss understand beforeher legacy swallows me.
One Woman's Quest II 
He looks huge!
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He was huge. Took me a moment to figure out what I was seeing.
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Beautiful specimen. š
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I never thought of them as migratory before. I suspect it happens in the more northern areas. They are year-round birds here.
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Lucky for you.
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Wow! Awesome!
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Amazing. (K)
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He’s a beauty!
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I’d never heard of golden eagles. Thank you for the introduction.
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We first encountered them on the West coast. Seeing one here is rare.
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Beautiful picture capture of a stunning bird.
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Thanks Keith. Such strength
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So beautiful and majestic! š ā¤
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Thanks friend. Hope you are well.
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š ā¤ !
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