The hills are made invisible by an evening mist.
Against this a kettle of five hawks,
three red kites and two buzzards,
spiral in the diffused golden light,
unhurried, synchronised, perfect.
It is a moment of poetry,
of passion and perfection
that I am privileged to witness.
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Yes Bill you are privileged to live in such an area where these birds can be seen from home.
from my kitchen windows, encourages my baking!
You bake !!!! What time is afternoon tea ??
It’s always teatime here ☕️🍰
Lovely meditation. I sense the peace and wonder.
Though I see similar very often, the marvel of it always seems fresh. I glad you like it.
And you painted a beautiful picture. Feels like I’m there. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you, welcome.
Those are the awe-filled moments which enrich our lives. 🙂 Lovely, Bill!
Thank you, I’m glad to share ☀️