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![]() This hawk was in our dead Pine tree in the back yard. We watched him for a few minutes before he suddenly flew to the ground, grabbed a small mouse or vole or something, we couldn't tell for sure, flew to the tree and ate his lunch. We are glad when a hawk grabs a rodent from the yard, but we do not like it when they dine on one of the songbirds that frequent our birdfeeders.
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![]() Marilyn and I saw the deer above while on a fall hikeing trip. There are so many deer around here that we see them several times a week. The trees reach the bottom of the sky. The sky reaches the top of the trees. The birds meet them both in the middle, And they're all smileing down on me.
We enjoy seeing this waterfall whenever we visit the Cincinnati Nature Center. |
The Butterfly The Buterfly emerges from within the caterpillars wrinkled skin. She spreads her wings into the wind and now she's more than she had been. Into the sky, like a shooting star. Could we all be more than what we are? ![]()
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