MR536 With the still of the night

MR533 The Boulder

MR535 The silent bush

MR532 She wonders how they know the rain is near

MR531 In search of water

MR 528 A walk along the river at dusk

MR530 Her feathers warmed me as I ran to the house

MR529 As she turned the corner the blue tongues hurried away

MR534 The hills have dried too quickly