I saw four hawks at work today…. twirling, screeching, flying after each other. Very unusual to see that in the city.
Now, the old folks will tell you that seeing more birds of prey is a sign of end times. More birds of prey to clean the meat off the bones of the deceased.
I don’t know if I buy that relationship quite that precisely. However, I have to wonder sometimes if we’re not getting significantly closer to the end. Events in the world sure seem to support that view sometimes.
Frankly, if it’s gonna happen on my watch, I welcome it. I know where I’ll be after it comes, and I know it’ll be better.