My first images with the 500C/M. Walking through the woods, It took me several minutes for me to actually hear the sounds of this bird. I thought of the poem D.H. Lawrence - Self Pity
I never saw a wild thing
sorry for itself.
A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough
without ever having felt sorry for itself.
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