I so remember one fine fall day, when a very special feather fell into my life.
It had been a tough day, a day of real struggles.
Just as I was heading out the door to get some time with the birds, I spied it.
Nestled into this planter on my deck, a glorious Red-tailed Hawk feather!
Yet it always seems that I notice it again, just when I really need it.
Thank you, Red-tailed Hawk, for this feather, your feather.
All is well, all is well, all is truly well.