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A Gothic Scene

I was walking past these gnarled trees when two crows suddenly settled on some branches, squawked loudly, and flew off.  There’s something rather foreboding in the sound of squawking crows in a Winter landscape.  I felt as if I was in a Gothic novel. It was a mysterious moment.

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  1. Haha!!! you’re talking to an ex-birder here – the cawing of crows across a bare winter landscape is music to my ears – and more so the deeper voices of Ravens. A 🙂

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    March 6, 2019
    • Don #

      I know what you mean about the deeper voices of Ravens, Adrian. It’s a haunting sound.

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      March 7, 2019
  2. Nice, cold and dark.

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    September 16, 2019
    • Don #

      Thank you. It was certainly cold on the day I took it, Thomas.

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      September 16, 2019

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