weightlessly lurking
the red tailed hawk takes it in
creatures below still 🦊❤️
I am loving the fourth day in a row of rainy weather. The rain slows the pace of life for me… it justifies and allows me to “lay low” and meander in my apartment, sip tea, do this and that leisurely, paint, not paint and nap. But as I was walking in the rain I looked into the raindrops and gray sky and saw the Red Tailed Hawk doing what it always does overhead - hunting. And I imagined the creatures in the weeds doing what they always do when he’s overhead. I felt their stillness. 🦊❤️