a significant *sign* of the times
Pardon the *blurry* . . . but my hands were shaking, even though my stabilizer was *on* for this long shot, clear across our back yard.
There was NO time for me to grab my tripod and get set up properly . . . as it was, I only had a few shots before the blue jays began to announce their disapproval with their predator (who, BTW, was as peaceful as could be) . . .
This image does not do justice to the size and beauty of this rare white hawk which, as far as I know, has never visited us in the 46 years we've lived here! At first glance I thought it was a snowy white owl, but oh no . . . there were definitely hawkish features!
Immediately I googled this gorgeous bird and loved the symbolism:
"If you keep seeing a hawk with white feathers, something very sacred is about to take place, and the Creator is giving you a message that a miracle is on the way. In short: hawks are viewed as messengers by the Native Americans. They could bring messages from deities, deceased ancestors, benevolent guides, etc."
Is it any *coincidence* that today is my mother's birthday . . . she would have been 97.
OMG . . . just as I was posting this, I opened the draperies in my *woman cave* and lo and behold, we're having our first SNOW!
dododododo, dodododo!
Sliding into winter white, I send you all great wishes for a wonderful "Sliders Sunday" . . .
a significant *sign* of the times
Pardon the *blurry* . . . but my hands were shaking, even though my stabilizer was *on* for this long shot, clear across our back yard.
There was NO time for me to grab my tripod and get set up properly . . . as it was, I only had a few shots before the blue jays began to announce their disapproval with their predator (who, BTW, was as peaceful as could be) . . .
This image does not do justice to the size and beauty of this rare white hawk which, as far as I know, has never visited us in the 46 years we've lived here! At first glance I thought it was a snowy white owl, but oh no . . . there were definitely hawkish features!
Immediately I googled this gorgeous bird and loved the symbolism:
"If you keep seeing a hawk with white feathers, something very sacred is about to take place, and the Creator is giving you a message that a miracle is on the way. In short: hawks are viewed as messengers by the Native Americans. They could bring messages from deities, deceased ancestors, benevolent guides, etc."
Is it any *coincidence* that today is my mother's birthday . . . she would have been 97.
OMG . . . just as I was posting this, I opened the draperies in my *woman cave* and lo and behold, we're having our first SNOW!
dododododo, dodododo!
Sliding into winter white, I send you all great wishes for a wonderful "Sliders Sunday" . . .