Finally, a beautiful autumn day. And unexpected sanity maitenance time in the waning afternoon. I was drawn to visit a small patch of woods in the Village of Akron. Familiar territory for me. The storm has left its mark, but beauty still remains.
Warm sunlight on altered wood. A nest slung low, woven with one white strand of ribbon. A close-up view of a 3 1/2" golden crowned kinglet hopping amid fallen branches. The smell of damp earth and leaf litter. Hope and promise of rebirth.
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