Will it fly?
As I release the pebble from my home-made slingshot the bird flies straight into it. If it had stayed where it was it would still be up there, not on the ground twitching its last bird breath, dust on its warm breast.
The little boy, not so little anymore, sits on a chair and shoots the same bird with a long lens. Time flies. Birds don't.
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- Nikon D3100
- f/5.6
- 300mm
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