A hush of spring morning settles on the hedgerow: two redstarts - one poised to dart, one keeping watch - framed by primrose and new green. Ember-orange breast, charcoal mask, slate-blue wing - the colors glow like coals under soft light. As you piece the scene, feathers turn from paint into plumage, twigs find their bend, and dew-cool moss takes shape beneath small feet. It’s a calm, lyrical build full of quiet reveals for the patient eye. When the last click lands, the moment feels alive again - fresh, tender, and ready to keep on display.