Owl

An owl flew across a busy intersection in front of me as I waited for the light this morning, heading for a tree in a back yard and a day’s rest, I supposed. And a hawk stood sentry in the top of the sycamore near the entrance to the park, looking for breakfast, perhaps. Against a grey and misty sky this morning everything looks beautiful.

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