For the past several years, I have become adept at spotting raptors both alive and dead. Of course, I much would rather see them in all their winged glory whether still in a tree, or soaring overhead. For the ones that have been hit by cars, I like to lay them to rest in the ground with an offering of tobacco. This is how I honor the joy they bring to me. The first owl I found was the day after my mother’s brother passed away. I saw him as I went… Read More