in the songlines (2)

photographing these birds most sunny winter afternoons

has become an addiction... and a meditation of sorts.

while I'm out there with these small beings and the light

everything else disappears... or maybe I do... briefly ;-)

 

often I look at particular branches where the light is special...

and hope hope hope one lands there...

but then a bird lands somewhere else...

and I find something I hadn't even imagined blooming...

 

so here's to the unexpected light

may it find us all :-)

 

 

forgive me for deleting group comment codes...

they're not my thing.. tho I do appreciate the visit!

Done