Yesterday at daybreak Wayne and I went for a walk at Calvary Cemetery in South Portland. Walking in and photographing old graveyards and cemeteries has been a passion of mine for many years. If you haven’t seen my past blog posts please click the link, I think you’ll enjoy them. I didn’t sleep the night before because I had spent much of it crying and laying awake thinking about the hawk and Buddy. I wanted to honor his life and make peace with his passing in a somber, spiritual setting while getting some fresh air and exercise with Wayne. I also sensed there was something I needed to see.
A large limb had broken off from a tree.
Wayne checked and said that the break was not fresh. Sometimes after a break the leaves on a limb will not die right away.
But this limb that should be dying has baby leaves growing from the branches everywhere! And right then I saw a chipmunk run by and dive into its burrow. It felt like a sign from above.
Death is not the victor.
Even in an untimely death.