They represent the illusion. This one sat for me and let me take pictures of him. Others moved too fast for me to get a good shot. And on the way home at about 1, hawk flew over head.
I know I am posting late tonight, but I wanted to make sure that all of my family had been notified before I put this on my blog. I believe that has been done so now I would like to say, rest in peace Jean Whiton. You are a wonderful woman and I am honored to be your daughter. May your life in the new realm bring you contentment. I love you.
I saw a hummingbird just as quiet tears started falling down my face. And a hawk when Mom came over and saw me for a bit.
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