“Age has given me what I was looking for my entire life…I fit into me now…I have become the woman I hardly dared imagine I would be.” Anne Lamott
Shhhhh…go slowly in the low sun
Allow the light to dazzle your eyes.
Watch the sun blazing through the dip in the canyons way up there on the Uncompahgre Plateau
See the hawk, on silent wings, flying softly —-hunting, hunting
The sky, slowly darkening
Until the first stars start to show.
From my world to your heart,
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 
Then the owls come out, hunting, hunting.
Very poetic
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Well, not a owl, but a hawk…but hunting. They seem to hunt all day long.
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Thanks for sharing the beauty of peace and quiet.
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Sometimes our minds and souls just ‘need’ it 🙂
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