The unmistakable tone of the falconer’s hawk bells is a sound that gets into your soul, and even after years with out hearing it, no matter where you are, that unique tone can invoke a flood of memories that take you back in time.
The smell of sage and the feel of the wind on your skin, the sound of wings slicing through air, the excitement of the chase and the quickening of the blood.
The joy in a moment!
1 comment:
Oh my God, your photos are so beautiful, Stacey!
I love them very much. I'll be back here!
I'm happy I've found your blog - nice to meet you and thanks for your kind comment on my blog too.:-)
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