Georgi Tsachev
Sparrows.
I found them at a nearby park – a flock of sparrows.
In Sofia are already a rarity : (
They were huddled in the bushes and waited a one gray crow to get out of the feed.
They looked like gray balls, leaping from branch to branch.
Once the gray crow flew away, they fled to the feed. It was a scandal …
Somehow it was fun to watch them while they were eating : )))
Oh, it’s so cold and it must be outside 🙁