Tree Cozy

Dusk, and as I walked to the ATM all the birds were gathering as they do at the end of every day to exchange their news and views, squawking away. When, just a few minutes after taking this photograph, the cash machine swallowed my new card without giving me any money, I did some squawking of my own.


Cold, dry @ 11ºC.

Lullaby of Birdland