Just a few weeks ago I was down in central Florida visiting my folks. They live next to a small lake and I often see all sorts of animals. On this particular afternoon beautiful clouds started forming.
And then came the birds. Lots of birds.
A long string of birds that seemed to never end.
Crows I was told.
Happily I had brought a camera this year. Many years I don’t.
The afternoon, probably mundane to the locals, had turned magical to me.
Contributed by Sandy Burr © 2017 Sandy Burr Photography
