This was my first sighting of a Snowy Owl.
He was just about the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.
Ahh… A flock of Canada geese, honking their way across the marsh.
Where did you come from, my fine Snowy friend?
My head was full of questions and my heart, with pure JOY.
Just then – he turned and looked at me.
And just like the first time that a Cooper’s hawk looked me straight in the eye…
I knew that I would never be the same.
Happy Winter Solstice everybody! 🙂