I've often heard children say, "There's nothing to do today". I beg to differ. I'd like to inspire you to do something. Anything. Read. Bake. Hike. Fish. Plant. Sail. Climb. Play. Reach. Move. Laugh. Dream; and take time to sit with me on The Old Granite Step.

Sunday, December 24, 2017

The Christmas hawk.

I had just made the cranberry sauce when I set it on the table to cool and I looked up.  This gorgeous
guest to the garden was sitting preening while the other birds were wary.  Simply beautiful.  Click here for a short video of two hawks visiting last week. 
A serious writer is not to be confounded with a solemn writer. A serious writer may be a hawk or a buzzard or even a popinjay, but a solemn writer is always a bloody owl. Ernest Hemingway
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Right before Christmas dinner, an observant guest looked out the window and noticed that our visitor was back.  Or perhaps we are the visitors as the hawk was here first!

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