“Hey there, Uncle Tree! Do you hear what I hear?”
I do, Goldfinch. I surely do, and I can see it, too.
“Oh, I see it now. Well…is it prettier than I?”
No, no, no, my friend. There is no competition.
“Yah, right, Uncle Tree. That old plane is a beauty!”
Although, I do like its purr, your song is far more musical.
“At least, I have friends, and we have food, thanks to you!”
“Yellow bi-wings? Yes, we’ve got that covered, too.”
Photographs by Uncle Tree