A Quote by Laura Ingalls Wilder on autumn, birds, and wings
All those golden autumn days the sky was full of wings. Wings beating low over the blue water of Silver Lake, wings beating high in the blue air far above it. Wings of geese, of brant, of ducks and pelicans and cranes and heron and swans and gulls, bearing them all away to green fields in the South.
Source: On the Shores of Silver Lake
Contributed by: Tsuya