It Came From The Swamp

Actually, it came from a lake. A nice lake too. I was just drawn to the finger-lilke lines of the tree branch as it reached out of the lake and dipped its fingers back into the water.

A Robin Darkly

I love this sillouette of a robin on a fence. It looks like he has somewhere to go, something to do. Could it have something to do with that towering object in the background? The picture  evokes a subtle mystery. There’s a question, here left unaswered. It’s fun to be able to look at it …