Circle of Life…
May 10, 2011 § 10 Comments
(Hawk on the column…accidental picture of sorts…)
We were having a Saturday morning cup of coffee. HM usually sleeps in. But not today. He was destined to say, “Hey, look at the hawk on the fence column. That IS a hawk, right?”
I grabbed my camera. We often use it for an “identifying” tool.
I snapped away, commenting that said Hawk was shifting his weight from foot to foot and looking around. Just what was he up to?
(Note here that HM and I both wear glasses for long distance, but NOT while we’re drinking coffee.)
And so Hawk stuck around for a few minutes, at least enough time for me to snap nearly a dozen pictures.
Oh, innocent I was, not seeing what was right under my nose.
It wasn’t ’til he flew off and we examined the pictures, zooming in on them to see his markings that we saw the cause for his shifty little feet and furtive glances. The rotter.
I panicked, thinking of Archie and his million-member squirrel family and String, the rabbit and his many progeny. I hoped neither family was one member short following Hawk’s hunt.
I like the circle of life thing better when it’s Elton John singing and animated characters holding darling lion cubs up to an appreciative crowd of kin.
And then there’s this, which we cannot allow.
This picture, for all its truth and final impact on the photographer itself, will more likely bring you to tears. We can say that this image, taken some time back, is old, that “that was then” but we know it’s Now and always Somewhere. And we have to keep trying,we have to help one another in ways great and small. We have to feed one another.