amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: We are at home amidst the birds and the trees...
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: fond of dressing like a bird at every opportunity & then sneaking around at dusk scaring the bejeezus out of cats
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: One meteorologist remarked that if the theory were correct, one flap of a seagull's wings would be enough to alter the course of the weather forever
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: When I was younger, I used to fly a lot in my dreams (228/366)
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: This myna bird is ready for his closeup (225/366)
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: The Mariner's Revenge
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: back once again with the bird behavior
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: The Sound of Silence (169/366)
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: deep in thought on a sunny day (106/366)
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: Stay, little cheerful Robin! stay, (136/366)
amber {in the shadow of za'ha'dum}: fat pigeon on market street