Lunch

My journey to Hope this morning had to wait until after a doctor's appointment. And by the time I arrived at church, it was raining, and I was trying to find the energy to walk with a low grade fever.

Even in the rain, nature is still active.

I could hear both hawks, Isabeau and Navarre, squawking at each other. Isabeau was in the nest and Navarre was several trees away enjoying lunch.