That stand of trees on the edge of the farm, that Merricat is took towards is a landing point for so many birds. I think of it as an island or lookout point. That’s where I first saw the young green heron. It’s one of the places where the Hawks watch for rodents in the fields. And where the ravens and crows, and blackbirds congregate.
I keep an eye on it when I sit under the apple tree in the backyard. I know I’ll always see some avian activity when I watch those trees.
Maria this is a beautiful , multi layered photo – the distant cloud cover, the sun, the hills – Merricat looking one way Constance the other. SO much depth and depth of feeling.
Thank you Peg!