nest: a sacred vessel
eggs: the perfect order for the promise of life
wee ones are born
then chaos begins
big smile
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this week i have been working on two paintings with owls
in them
THEN i had an amazing encounter with THREE
Great Gray owls
a mother and two fledglings
it was at dusk, when they come out to hunt
so the photo is grainy:
some how i feel that all life is contained in this theme
the word 'trust' comes to mind
sometimes we can not see where all the tiny details are heading
where they all end up
perhaps chaos leads to order
or at least it can
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thank you Barbara
where they all end up
perhaps chaos leads to order
or at least it can
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thank you Barbara
for inspiring an interesting contemplation
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Also:
a branch broke in a tree this week
it seemed like an arm offering this nest so that i could see it
previously it was hidden to my sight
previously it was hidden to my sight
such amazing 'order' in the way it is made!
grass
moss
lichen
mud
nicely glued to the branch
a sacred vessel
for the eggs and babies it held
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