Robins pipe a shrill warning whenever I enter the yard, freezing rabbits and squirrels and warblers mid-meal.
Their tense silence intensifies the pear tree’s rattle, the dry wind-notes that flash red and gold in chilly sunshine.
Perhaps an early snow will muffle it all, an icy blanket for the long dark hours ahead…
Rae Spencer 
I love your lyrical descriptions of these wonderful photos, Rae!
Thank you!