Thursday, June 08, 2006

Stalking Owls


What do the ravens have to do with owls? MMMMmmmmm, they are birds, they fly, they have beaks.

Night two of my Owl Stalk. Mamma and four babies are not in the big dead tree by the crypt in the cemetery. Maybe its because of the wind and coming rain. Even the deer and other smaller critters seem to be hiding away from the rain. Except the oversized squirrel who hangs out at the Courthouse and eats crackers from our hands. Those carbs will do it to ya!

Going to make a pin out of these fellows on the left. On "Someday Isle."

Above right is another raven holding a tree of life medallion. I'm thinking of having him tatooed somewhere - butt not sure where. Oh, Hattigrace, will this be part of your anointing, to help us decorate our bodies? By the way, I thought you always dress pretty artsy and fine - I remember in our wonderful classes where God showed up, you wore mesh black socks and big Goth crosses, so I knew you were a great gal to know! Ah, if I had your figr I would be soooooooooooooooo broke - you can wear anything and everything and look great.

2 comments:

Heidi Grether said...

It is delightful to be so loved by you! But see, I always thought you were artsy and fine, too!

Hot, dry windy weather bad for curls.

FOUR DINNERS said...

You stalk owls? Different....cool but different. Got a friend who stalks sheep but I'd rather not go there.....