I was walking around the back yard to see what the first warm day of Spring had wrought.
The buds on the cherry trees were finally starting to bulge. Their winter had gone on and on, but not today!
The side of the tallest peach towards the pathway of the sun was in its glory with the rest soon to sound the amen.
I was stepping away from it, turned back to see–and was just in time to see a Cooper’s hawk swoop up and land on the telephone line just behind that tree right there in front of me.
If it were our original Coopernicus, who loved to people-watch during breeding season, he’d be about 15 by now; I wondered how many generations this one represented. I stood there with it tolerating me and silently beamed all the love I could its way. I know the tall trees to either side of the yard are gone now; I’m sorry about that. Maybe you never even knew them. I’m glad you’re here. Please stay. Please visit often. I want to have a new fledgling hopping among my amaryllis pots being cute again. I just want you here, and in this moment you are, and I am grateful.
And then too late I went inside and grabbed my phone so I could at least show you where it had been.
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Ha! I was thinking, gee, I can’t see that hawk. Then I read the last lines.
So glad you are out and about.
Comment by Ellen 04.09.24 @ 9:52 pmHe’ll be back…I just know it!
Comment by Jayleen Hatmaker 04.10.24 @ 7:13 amHawk viewing has seemed to be a good sign. Hope this means you are feeling much better.
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