Silent Conversation

Still and eerily quiet in the damp misty conditions, not even birds were active. I had shots in mind that I should be getting, with moody atmosphere and simplification, always a dangerous approach, and one which did not yield results. Scanning about with a telephoto, I came across the pigeons high up in the tree tops. They seemed to be conversing in whispers in deference to the surroundings, as one might in a library.

Extra: On The Cusp. Half frozen, half melted.

Also posted for yesterday today.