Small moments of awe:
Today I saw a red tailed hawk swoop down, disappear into a ditch, and then, laboring, rise, rise into the blue February sky, a mouse curled into a question mark of death, grasped tight in its' talons.
Such wonder, such horror.
Today I saw a red tailed hawk swoop down, disappear into a ditch, and then, laboring, rise, rise into the blue February sky, a mouse curled into a question mark of death, grasped tight in its' talons.
Such wonder, such horror.
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