
Even when the Rhine roared nearby, this little one seemed unaffected. It hopped around a bit. It alighted and landed at intervals , and it was some time before I got a shot. A slight drizzle disturbed the otherwise clear weather. The roar of the river descending down through the rocks contrasted with the tiny chirps of the bird. Nature and her essence exuded from the bird, the river, the rain, and life.
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