Nature and these feathered friends are the reasons I am still here to write this.
During a critically low period in my journey with a mental disability, the past few months my camera and these subjects became my refuge. They offered an escape from the relentless monster that refused to loosen its grip.
Birds exemplify true freedom—effortless, untethered, and soaring beyond the weight of the world below. When I’m in nature, watching and photographing them, time ceases to exist. The hours slip away unnoticed, and for a while, so does the heaviness I carry. In those moments, I too, am alive, I too am a Freebird.

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