"He who learns must suffer and even in our sleep the pain we cannot forget falls drop by drop upon our heart and in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom to us by the awful grace of God."
Wednesday, May 04, 2011
Little hawk
There was perched on a low branch a hawk, much smaller than a red tail, dark gray and when flying away a horizontal white stripe across the end of its tail feathers could be seen.
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