They noisily soar, en route to northern climes,
Announcing their return in choral fugues,
Repeating and reform again their lines,
Formations shifting, seeking their refuge.
Despite the barking tympani of he
who sits beside me, I embrace their song,
It draws my eyes toward heaven where I see
That creatures migrate sure where they belong.
Let perky pups accompany their verse,
Becoming part of great cacophony,
They squawk their song as blue skies they traverse,
While we rejoin the joyous jamboree.
Photo 101, Day Eight: Natural World & Leading Lines
“A good photographer is a constant observer: always watching and studying a scene, from patterns in city traffic to movements in nature.
A photographer notices big, sweeping changes — like the sky at dusk — but also the tiniest details….Capture the natural world with your camera: document a moment outside, big or small. From a panorama snapped during your morning hike to a close-up of a leaf in your yard, we invite you to document this wondrous world around us.”