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A walk in the winter woods is a mysterious affair. Snow muffles sounds. Footsteps crunch. Birds fluff feathers. I can’t imagine anything more magical. Black and White # Winter Trees #34
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A walk in the winter woods is a mysterious affair. Snow muffles sounds. Footsteps crunch. Birds fluff feathers. I can’t imagine anything more magical. Black and White # Winter Trees #34
This gallery contains 1 photo.
I just happened to look up and see three little tenors singing away to mum. “Where’s the sardines for lunch?” I’m sure these baby seagulls are indeed singing for their super!