Small Stone Day 15

I saw a bird of prey perching in a bare tree this afternoon. I drove by too quickly to get a good look, but it was certainly smaller than a buzzard, and in my mind’s eye I see a reddish breast … a male sparrowhawk.

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About Carol Ross

Interested in therapeutic writing.
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