Hawk on the line
While taking out the trash, I heard this guy before I spotted him. I searched the trees outside my driveway, but didn’t see him right away. He was calling to another one in the neighborhood. The other one responded from a bit of distance away. Maybe they were communicating with each other. I didn’t notice until about the third shot (of my camera shutter…just to be clear) that he was eating something and it must have been pinned underneath his talons. I am just glad I didn’t see what it was he was devouring!
There is something very special to me about hawks. They seem spiritual and remind me of those who have moved on, reminding me that they are always with me. This is similar to how I feel when I see a butterfly. They too, remind me how fragile this life is yet it keeps recycling the “circle of life.”
Speaking of butterflies, here is a picture of the “generations” of future monarch butterflies.
Future Monarch Butterflies
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