In stillness, without moving a muscle, the scarecrow watches over the crops.  These odd and scary looking creatures were all over Colorado and Wyoming when I was a kid.  And, I’m sure that I was more scared of them than the birds were!

in the early light
a scarecrow


About Don Baird

A simple person that looks at the beauty and uniqueness of life through the lens of imagination.
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2 Responses to Blackbirds

  1. erin mcguire says:

    Beautiful! I see a fog shrouded field with birds and a scarecrow.

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