Stonechatterbox
There’s the repeating sound of two stones being knocked together. There must be a Stonechat somewhere. It flies up to a wire overhead and sits, perfectly poised for a moment.
And a moment is all I needed to capture it.
There’s the repeating sound of two stones being knocked together. There must be a Stonechat somewhere. It flies up to a wire overhead and sits, perfectly poised for a moment.
And a moment is all I needed to capture it.