PHOTOGRAPHS AND PHILOSOPHIES

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Ghost Bird

Ghost Bird

The Hermit Thrush guards a small nook in the moss covered rocks. Jumping behind ferns, it becomes a blur; a rustling shadow, a yellow light. What fairy land does it protect? Where does it go? Of what places does it know? Hidden behind the green, moving among the unseen, a ghost bird beckons us softly, cautiously showing the way.

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