The Last Winter artexpo the Heron weaves magic into

the Heron weaves magic into the fabric of existence and as the Heron glides

His melody dances

mesmerizing all who watched

remember that these head bristles are not just feathers atop my head

The Last Winter artexpo the Heron weaves magic intoDuring its last winter on the cliffside, the falcon continued its ritual of preening, a farewell to a lifetime of solitary vigils. The cold winds whispered through the rugged terrain as the bird, aware of the approaching end, tended to its feathers. The cliff, a witness to countless seasons, stood as a backdrop to the falcons final moments. And in the fading light, the birds act of self care was an acknowledgment of the inevitable passage of time and