Spring Days by zanya All creatures great and small writing prompt entry |
Delicate rays of Spring sunshine shone through the trees.
Hidden in the evergreen foliage of the Pyracantha, a yellowhammer squawked loudly. Resting his weathered hands on the spade handle, Joe glanced upwards. Suddenly all went quiet. A fledgeling yellowhammer lay lifeless, beneath the tree. Mother Nature donned Her mourning dress.
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