The day was gray.
Punctuated with images.
Rain starting at ten.
Exactly as predicted.
An old woman in the gym.
Pedaling as though she were a cycling marathoner.
I, talking by phone to each of four children.
Unusual same day event.
Whipping up a dozen latkes, lickety-split.
Homage to the persisting oil at the Temple.
But, most impressive, the great horned owl.
Captured by my brother-in-law.
Licensed falconer.
Trainer of native birds.
Now tutoring a yellow-eyed owl.
How do you befriend a wild predator?
Engender faith and trust?
Greg must have uncommon knack.
Feeding well, treating just.
Lynn Benjamin
December 16, 2023
