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Aug 2, 2019 | 0 comments

As I went for a walk, he landed near my path . . . gracefully flapped his wings several times before we both moved on . . . a sacred moment shared.


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This web log is dedicated to my cousin, John, without whose technical expertise it would not exist and without whose encouragement I would not have thought I could share in this way.