The Gathering #1 Falcon a silent serenade to the

a silent serenade to the land and sea that had nurtured it

The April snow brought the return of the four crows

the Cardinal had nested in the lush forests that adorned the majestic Clinch Mountain

As the sun dipped below the horizon

a wise old Owl saw the Egret sitting by the water’s edge on a log

The Gathering #1 Falcon a silent serenade to the"As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the coastal marshes, a gathering of Egrets unfolded. It was a post high tide ritual passed down through generations. The high tide had brought an abundance of small fish and crustaceans, and now, as the water receded, the Egrets convened to feed. But a sense of urgency filled the air. They sensed something amiss distant thunder, gathering storm clouds on the horizon. A winter storm