Maybe this won't be such a long siege after all - I hope, I hope, I hope. I always knew that Mark was sharp but when he lights a fire under himself (or someone else does), he kicks butt in ways that leave me astounded. The last twenty-four hours has seen him burn through three fully charged cell phone batteries and connect with more savvy people than we knew were even out there. Knowledge is our best ammo, plain and simple. Sooooo, I may be back to regular journaling in a couple of weeks. Sooner would be better but I don't want to over-stress myself with intense multi-tasking. I miss you guys already. Not to worry, I have upped the ante on those little aspirin jobbies and am carefully pacing myself more than normal.
If PopeT is right (comment on last entry) about the ancient Greek belief that an eagle sighting is a good omen, than we are on a good omen roll. Today I heard my raptors and ran outside. I may be mistaken but it would appear that a combination of four hawks and eagles were occupying the same big tree behind the barn. I didn't think that was even normal or possible. Perhaps a message that opposing forces can intermingle without conflict? I hope so.
One of the hawks came over to visit and circled above my head despite Daisy's ruckus. Again, my results with mid-range digital shots are still marginal but the image shows two photos of my hawk overhead and one of two raptors landing in the big pine.
Thanks for the many well-wishes on this latest endeavor - it seems to be helping! I will be back as soon as I can manage. I am looking forward to finishing the potty tales.
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