The wanderers of the woods 🦇🦉

Pipistrelle bats and bashful barn owls are always nocturnally busy through the nights, frenzied zooming in zestful zing and gracefully gliding in fleeting flights.. Wandering wishfully betwixt the darkness of dreary doom, foraging for food to flourish and bloom..

All of our God’s little creatures that clandestinely hide away, hunting whilst the light fades and resting thru the day..Screeching and squawking such eerie spookily sounds, hooting hauntingly amongst their woodland playgrounds..Hidden well away from humanity, lost in a wonderful wise world of harmony..These wild wanderers of the woods need no rulers of their forest lands, with only the marvelous good old Mother nature nurturing from her hands...