In the early morning, I am particularly sensitive to shapes and sounds. I saw and heard this bird calling from atop a dead tree on Monday at Huntley Meadows Park and assumed I would capture only its silhouette. It was a nice bonus that its light-colored eye was shining brightly despite the limited light.
What kind of bird is it? Perhaps it’s a Rusty Blackbird, judging from the color of the eye, though there are really not enough details to make a good call. Identification seems less important to me than normally, because this image is mostly about mood and composition for me. The wonderful texture of the weathered wood and the sense of joy that radiates for the bird prompted me to post this image after initially rejecting it.
Some days I am drawn to my simple graphic images, and I guess that today is one of those days.
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