Carolina wrens
mating, oh my, atop the
basketball backboard
She landed first to
wait for him. And after, he
sang his fool heart out
~dkm 292/365
Individuals are Expendable
1 day ago
A journal of outdoor observation, written in response to the simple act of paying close attention for an hour a day to the natural sights and sounds of an ordinary backyard in Decatur, Georgia, or wherever my travels take me, with the intention of recording the single most interesting perception of the hour. The challenge has taught me to expect the unexpected!
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