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A arc of light and grace. 🦩📸
Oregon Zoo – captured by Hallows Photography

#HallowsPhotography #MinimalistPhotography #ZooArtistry #NatureInFocus #WildlifePoetry #FlamingoGrace #OregonZoo #SoftLightMagic #BirdPortrait #StillnessInNature #amateurphotographer #zoophotography #pnwphotography

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Tucked in the dark between branches,
he tends to the light—
feather by feather,
moment by moment,
a small flame of quiet stitched in red.

#NorthernCardinal #WildlifePoetry #NatureInFocus #QuietBeauty #IntimateWildlife #Bird #Branch #Nature #Perching #preening #Red #Wildlife

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Motion blur seagull in flight

Motion blur seagull in flight

Born of #blur and breathless lift,
a shadow writes itself across the wind—
half-formed, half-forgotten,
a whisper in flight.

#intentionalblur #motionstudy #artofmotion #abstractbird #wildlifepoetry #fineartphotography #birdinflight #creativephotography #motionblurart #visualpoetry #Bird #Flying

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A poem about the Cabrach by poet Dawn McLachlan 

The Cabrach is a remote and sparsely populated area on the northern edge of the Cairngorms National Park, in Moray, North East Scotland. This hauntingly beautiful area was once a self-sustaining upland settlement but now it has reached a critical point in its long history. With a spiral of depopulation over the last century the cultural heritage and history which makes the area unique are at risk of being lost.

Cabrach
Geese arrive on the mourning wind
As high and dark as winter clouds
Soughing over fields unploughed
Above unkempt and tumbled walls
A hundred skeins soar and call
Filling the wild air with their lament
Mist rolls in across the moor
Swallowing the human traces
Through now which the wildlife laces
Tucked beneath the heather shroud
Ribbon like
Paths anew
In a landscape steeped in secrets
Distilled silence
And lost hidden ways
Here the memory of grieving mothers
Sons who will now not grow old
And futures that remain untold
No lights left to guide them home
Empty hearths of now bare stone
Gardens long since left and barren
But from a gnarled and twisted rowan 
A tattered mistle thrush sings
And Autumn’s geese 
Bring Winter’s snow on their wing

A poem about the Cabrach by poet Dawn McLachlan The Cabrach is a remote and sparsely populated area on the northern edge of the Cairngorms National Park, in Moray, North East Scotland. This hauntingly beautiful area was once a self-sustaining upland settlement but now it has reached a critical point in its long history. With a spiral of depopulation over the last century the cultural heritage and history which makes the area unique are at risk of being lost. Cabrach Geese arrive on the mourning wind As high and dark as winter clouds Soughing over fields unploughed Above unkempt and tumbled walls A hundred skeins soar and call Filling the wild air with their lament Mist rolls in across the moor Swallowing the human traces Through now which the wildlife laces Tucked beneath the heather shroud Ribbon like Paths anew In a landscape steeped in secrets Distilled silence And lost hidden ways Here the memory of grieving mothers Sons who will now not grow old And futures that remain untold No lights left to guide them home Empty hearths of now bare stone Gardens long since left and barren But from a gnarled and twisted rowan A tattered mistle thrush sings And Autumn’s geese Bring Winter’s snow on their wing

Cabrach

#poems #scottishpoetry #wildlifepoetry #naturepoems #PoemAltText #Cabrach

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