
Lefty standing stoic and tall even with his right arm gone. He is one of my best friends at a nearby local park silently whispering advice each time I walk by.

Lefty standing stoic and tall even with his right arm gone. He is one of my best friends at a nearby local park silently whispering advice each time I walk by.
We could hear this raven cawing, cackling and making a variety of gurgling sounds as we skied towards Black Sand Basin. When we finally met up with her she was perched in an old tree decorated with lichen and moss just as a slight snow flurry began to interrupt an otherwise monotone grey and overcast day. It’s always fun to follow the call of a Raven. Yellowstone, NP.

In the Winter trees I see meaning beyond words. Fractal Patterns exposed.
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