Mission Blind Purchase, complete success! Part II "The resurrection of the Blackbird"
Silence descends over the forest.
The last rays of summer sunlight make way for dusk; the wind picks up and whips the first signs of the approaching autumn around my nose.
The crowns of the fir trees sway back and forth, quietly and thoughtfully, as if they want to whisper something to me.
Under my strolling steps, the leaves and needles of the fir trees swirl.
The cool air invigorates my thoughts... my steps carry me further into the forest... the last rays of sunlight are almost entirely swallowed by the ever-thicker trees and bushes.
Suddenly, a small clearing appears before me, the wind grows stronger, the whispering of the fir trees swells into a staccato of rustling and murmuring.
In the clearing, I discover a hidden blackberry thicket, which meanders, laden with the ripest fruits, haphazardly along the trunks of the fir trees.
I reach out my hand; I want to taste the juicy, overripe fruits..............
..........and awaken....a knock pulls me from the dream.
Sleepily, I turn my gaze to the window.....her yellow beak flashes....is it HER again???
Our eyes meet, she blinks at me cheekily..........
triumphantly holding a berry in her beak, she swings away.
Very well said! I always think of your comment (trophy) when I wear it, and in that way, "SHE" accompanies me too, wrapping her black, shiny feathers around me protectively :)
Schnabelpokal - colorful!