Saturday, January 02, 2010
buzzard
On our way, my sister and I drove along a lovely road...
framed in a frosted-snowy-postcard scenery.
We saw this beautiful buzzard...
we looked at him... he looked at us,
Instead of flying off,
he turned around to show off his white breast.
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