By pedrorrm-76 on Skatehive
Lucrecia is gone. She's gone. And although everything in nature follows cycles, we can't help but feel that small void left by those who, without us even realizing it, become part of our routine. For a long time, she gifted us with unique moments. Unrepeatable instants in which she displayed her splendid plumage and those tireless hunting skills that so defined her. She was one of those birds you see and undoubtedly remember. Lucrecia ya no está. Se ha ido. Y aunque en la naturaleza todo responde a ciclos, no deja de sentirse ese pequeño vacío que dejan las presencias que, sin darnos cuenta, se vuelven parte de nuestra rutina. Durante mucho tiempo nos regaló momentos únicos. Instantes irrepetibles en los que hacía gala de su espléndido plumaje y de esas dotes de cazadora incansable que tanto la caracterizaban. Era de esas aves que observas y sin dudas recuerdas. In front of the lens, Lucrecia had something special. It wasn't just her natural elegance, but that ability to command the sp