Tara
Krause Visual
Artist
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On Rosh HaShanah, I walked the Transco pipe trail out into the Meadowlands Environment Center marshes of Kingsland Inpound to welcome in the new year. A minyan of redwing blackbirds and a lone sea gull as cantor. The golden hour light spectacular illumined by the storm clouds. Way out there swooped a regal osprey endangered amazing, her wings silver aloft against the purpled blue cumulus clouds. Later amidst the phragmite rushes on the pontoon board walk in a sheltered cover, I turned a bend and there she was, the osprey hovering right above me, fat juicy carp in gripped talons. I mouthed the blessing, L'shanah tovah, may you and your three new chicks have a sweet year. For a split second of infinity, she turned in the air, locked eyes and wished me, Gut Yom Tov. And soared away on the updraft off to her towered nest.
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