Raven sat on the branch of a strangler fig, staring sideways at the sun. The sun stared back. For a long while, neither moved. The world yawned. Then, gradually, the sun slunk down behind the hills.
“That’s what I thought,” said Raven, and took off, triumphant, into the gathering dusk.
Sam Hall is a writer from England. He lives in a cabin he built in an apple orchard, keeping bees and chasing after chickens.
Take that, sun!
So good!
Thank you, Joanna!
I think I’ve met that Raven …
Nicely done, Sam.
He certainly gets about! Thank you, Michael.
Wonderful images and inventive story. Loved it. Thank you.
Very kind of you Deborah, thanks.
I love it. Very nice.
Thank you, Bob.
SO good! Sharp, funny & real tight.
Thanks Dave, really appreciate it.
Lovely🥰! Ravens are so clever!
Thank you!!