Wild For Birds

I thought I had already celebrated Valentine’s Day in terms of my “Love Birds” blog post… but what happened this afternoon is a confirmation that “we” (because you are in this with me) are experiencing the coolest most amazing connection to something that I simply cannot explain.

Today was the coldest day of 2016. I hate the cold, am miserable in the cold, have Raynaud’s disease and Chiblains (which should have been named CHILblains).  I had a showing at one of my properties this afternoon which is 1/2 hour away from where I live, so I grabbed the camera just in case. Foot warmers in, hand warmers ready… off I go.

I am pissed.

I think I sold the house (I love the cold).

Driving home, the light was a brilliant golden color and I thought of all of the Owls that would be soaking up the sun that this time.  I felt the need (which was more like an urge) to stop at a place I had visited more than a few hundred times to see if a certain Screech Owl, which other photographer friends have photographed over the past couple of years, might be enjoying that few minutes left of the sun.   I didn’t have time to do this, nor did I want to go.  The windchill was well below zero.  To me, this Owl did not exist.

I drove to where I thought it might be, but facing the other way was a wonderful surprise…

The best Valentine’s Day gift on the planet in a heart shaped opening.  Of course…  

After spending time gazing, weeping, a bit, and feeling as though there is no doubt that there is “something” that we simply can’t explain, I drove off and was distracted by the sun setting through the trees…

What started as amazing lights ended up looking like a heart through the trees…

Happy Valentine’s Day!

ox

Heidi