Hawks stalk the airways at a nearby pond, their reflection abstracted eerily in a puddle as they cascade overhead.
Day 134- The Birds
A nearby pond is the home to a community of hawks. They have learnt that the russel of a bread bag means an easy lunch. After throwing a few crumbs I was mobbed- birds cascading above me, casting an eerie silhouette. I couldn’t decide between colour or black and white; so much so, I decided […]