There was a little bird in our garden, just about able to fly, but not properly. cute little things baby birds are but despite our need to look after them leaving them be is the best thing, nature has to sort itself out without our interference.
I hope he was ok, I like to think he is.
The day is over.
Red skies herald the days end.
As birds find sleep bats flutter against the orange and red hues.
Coolness touches as calmness descends.
The day has ended…
Soon a new day will dawn.
I love lightning, I’ve always wanted to get my own lightning shots and by some convoluted technical fiddlery I got these.
I love the random patterns…
I love the now knowing what to expect…
And the noise, natures theatre of lighning. It’s amazing and these pictures while not perfect are pretty cool and shoes me how randim it is!
I guess if I’m writing it’s not wordless, but it’s nearly wordless and that doesn’t have the same sizzle.
But with Spring nearly over and Summer coming the beauty of nature is everywhere and this is a little celebration.
Winter is a time of year where we think about the passing of a year just gone. It brings out nature in a spectacular way though…