The Fourth Crow Blue Jay burdened by solitude and longing

burdened by solitude and longing

and the tranquil night embraced its weary soul

For a fleeting moment

Underneath the weeping willow tree

As the seasons changed and the forest went through its cycles

The Fourth Crow Blue Jay burdened by solitude and longingApril Snow The April snow brought the return of the four crows, always together and fearless. They crossed the field at first light. One landed on the old oak stump, the others dropping to the snow covered ground. They called to each other, then began their slow patrol of the yard, walking with that deliberate, confident stride. Winter could linger, snow could return out of season, but the field was theirs again. Photograph by Robert David Atkinson