I stepped out my front door--on my way for coffee--early Sunday morning and spotted a mockingbird and a hummingbird facing each other on this wind-blown white birch. The mockingbird was singing away to his utterly bored friend. It was a dream picture, really. But of course my camera was tucked safely in a drawer in our entryway. After perhaps 15 seconds, the birds parted, leaving me with a view of the tree and silky sunrise.
Instead of a really striking image, I come away with a memory of it and with this Big Fish picture.
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