Hello! Dear Friends I am new on feather friends community today I take theis images.
As the sun went down and casted its warm light over cricket ground, I could see a group of pigeons gathered on their favourite tall trees.
Their gentle murmurs were in tune with the faraway cries of a cricket match. Wings fluttered, alternating with coordinated dances against the twilight sky. Each of the pigeons found its spot on the branches, a collective assembly for their nocturnal encounter. The cricket ground became a haven of peace as the pigeons narrated their stories in sweet words. Nature presented its grand spectacle, combining the thrill of a cricket game with calm companionship among birds.
