Photographs by Jody MacDonald Words by Kim Frank Most mornings, they meet in the forest as the night sounds wane and crows of roosters mark daybreak. The black sky becomes a tinted blue, the white sharp shapes of the distant…
Read More
Photographs by Jody MacDonald Words by Kim Frank Most mornings, they meet in the forest as the night sounds wane and crows of roosters mark daybreak. The black sky becomes a tinted blue, the white sharp shapes of the distant…
Read More