I got a great sleep last night, and it's beautiful today. We've got some errands to run and hope to see "Les Mis" this afternoon. There are noisy birds outside, in some kind of conflict or other. Maybe around a squirrel. Yesterday, we walked the dogs around a reservoir there in a tree very close was a huge rusty-red hawk with brown and white patterned wings. It was eating something it had caught, resting in the crook of a leafless tree. He or she turned to look at me, completely unconcerned that I was observing. We stood there for many minutes, admiring his beauty, strength and size. We also saw two pelicans and a heron, and a chickadee and other little brown birds, maybe sparrows. The world indeed does have a show for us, guaranteed to give us pause and encourage reflection. The beauties of the season are all around us, treasures more valuable than any gift.
So I'm in a great mood, and loving this after Christmas feeling of blessings and relief. It's over, but it was good.
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