Description
In this frame the three residents have all turned their heads to the left, as if the same rumor just moved down the tree row. The center bird stands tall over its bleached nest, flanked by a scruffy juvenile in the left branches and a third keeping watch from the right, with the canola field laying its warm gold behind the dark cottonwood leaves. The low July light softens everything but the gossip. Part of a burst that catches the rookery mid-conversation.





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