Waxed Wing
There's nothing to be done
Waxed Wing
There's nothing to be done about the rest of the world, but this morning, on a redcedar branch, four masked waxwings landed and glanced my way. That was all, and that was enough.
There's nothing to be done about the rest of the world, but this morning, on a redcedar branch, four masked waxwings landed and glanced my way. That was all, and that was enough.
