I went running today after work. A great evening, by the way. I finally explored the weird little road by the train tracks. While I was running, I saw a red-tailed hawk, two sandhills cranes, and a mourning dove.
It was great. I haven’t seen a red tailed hawk closely in a while. Growing up, there was one that frequently came and sat on our back fence. They’re really beautiful.
Consequently, on the topic of birds, do any of you know the myth about the ravens and the Tower of London?
Allegedly, there have always been ravens at the Tower. Now, in modern times, there are several ravens kept at the Tower, cared for with names and cages. Legend has it that when there are no more ravens at the Tower, then the White Tower, the monarchy, and the kingdom of Britain will fall.
There are always sandhill cranes at Wycliffe. There is a small family of them always lurking around the buildings, completely unabashedly. It is said that when the cranes leave Wycliffe, the work of Bible translation will be completed. That’s the new legend I’m trying to start. So spread it around, will ya?