Thursday, January 15, 2015

January 15th, 2015

The world was hushed today, as if it were waiting for something.

Even the Stellar's Jays were silent.


The tress were still.


Nothing disturbed the surface of the pond.


The ducks sat waiting.


The sparrows even stop their song.



Only the tiny spotted towhee made small scritching noises as she foraged though the dead leaves, on her one good leg.





The air grew heavy with anticipation of the coming rain.



I barely made it back to the care in time.

Hope you have a great night!