When Women Were Birds
“Once upon a time, when women were birds, there was the simple understanding that to sing at dawn and to sing at dusk was to heal the world through joy. The birds still remember what we have forgotten, that the world is meant to be celebrated.”
―Terry Tempest Williams, When Women Were Birds: Fifty-four Variations on Voice
Yes, ladies. We must celebrate, cherish, and protect.
Photo Credits: When Women Were Birds by Susan J. Preston, Bosque del Apache, NM © 2019, all rights reserved
Technical: Fuji XT-3 | 261.2mm (XF 100-400MM F4.5-5.6 R ML OIS WR) | 1/40 | F9 | ISO 250
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