Molly and I saw a Falcon this morning while we were taking our walk. I had heard the Falcon's battle cry the other afternoon while we were taking our walk but I could not put eyes on him. He had made a brief appearance early last summer and even landed on my back balcony to check me out. This morning I finally put eyes on him. He gave his battle cry and flew deeper into the woods. Molly and I must be interfering with his hunting ground. The Falcon is such a beautiful and powerful bird.
There are many that believe that seeing a Falcon is symbolic and that it's meaning is one of a higher vision and it's a solar emblem of success, victory, and rising above a situation. I could use a whole lot of that right about now so me and the Falcon and Molly are going to take it and run with it.
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