It was yet another quiet morning, one could feel it from the inside. However, none could explain the violent attack of some unfriendly humans on birds over the past days.

I and Jake got out to see if truly, the predators had departed, as everywhere seemed quiet. Thank goodness, they were out of sight. But there were some damages done as our field looked real dirty. This is crazy! Our surrounding which looked like where birds might have been in unison, was in actual sense a memory of birds flying away in terror. Poor things... They must have left some feathers in hasty flight.

Anyways, the mist was disappearing and we had to get back to work. But Jake looked worried yet stood with a fierce look. While Jnr, our son still looked more like a scary bird as he walked a distance behind us.

I wasn't going to fret because Jake had already told us to be at alert. And with that look on his face, I was so certain that he could beat anyone that tried to attack us(his family). What about that little feather stuck around his nose? He definitely would prey on some silly poachers and cook them for our Christmas stew if they dared come at us.

Thanks @brittandjosie for the wonderful picture. Feels good being part of this again! Yaay!