I took some awesome but haunting photos a few weeks back and thought I’d share them with you. It was the day we returned from our fabulous trip to Maine. We were unloading the car, surveying the yard, and in general checking things out after nine days away.
As I was going out for another load, something caught my eye in the bay window. The sun was lower in the sky. And then I saw what looked like a wing, in full detail, on the glass of our window.
I looked closer. I changed my angle of observation. That’s when I saw what my camera captured. An almost perfect outline of a bird in full wing-span, as it probably smashed into our window.
It was shocking, even ghost-like. We live in the country and have a large expanse of glass windows. I’ve heard birds bang into them before and seen smudges on the glass. But I’ve never seen anything like this!
I fear the worst for this bird but will never know what happened because we were out of state. All I know is it was plainly visible on my window when we returned from our trip, like a message of some sort.
Most of the image is gone now, washed away by mother nature and time. It was beautiful and haunting and remained visible on our window for weeks.
It was a gift. It spoke of intrigue and mystery, of faith.
It stirred thoughts of life and death.
And whispers of angels wings…
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Update: I was talking to our friend Kelli yesterday. She was our house/dog sitter during our Maine trip, when the image appeared. I asked if she remembered the imprint. She said Yes, it was the first thing she saw entering our great room (where the window is) after work that day. And she did go outside to look for a body but didn’t find one.
The day it happened was some time on Thursday, Aug. 23rd, three days before we returned home … and my birthday.