Solar Eclipse Two

Solar Eclipse TwoAs the day faded into an unusual twilight, I sat quietly in my photo blind, my camera poised and ready. It was the day of the solar eclipse and I was hopeful the Short eared Owls would hunt in the diminishing light. As the moon began its slow dance across the sun, an eerie hush enveloped the landscape. The air cooled, the vibrant colours of the world dimmed, and an otherworldly glow emerged. Sounds of nature were replaced by a stillness that felt

witness to an ever-turning tapestry of life and survival

It was a reminder of the beauty that exists beyond the mundane—a fleeting moment where time stood still

The local mischief-makers had bestowed upon him the nickname "The Grey Ghost

The experience had been fleeting but unforgettable

Ibis wings cut the still air—

In forest and field he roams

seemed like an ancient guardian of the twilight

resuming it’s quest for prey

Flurry of motion and power

Nature's morning song

As the day faded into an unusual twilight

when I spotted a Northern Harrier hen land on a weathered fence post