Hours of anticipation, all for a few seconds of composed chaos.

The dog’s demeanor changes. Bodies go tense. An uneasy silence settles in. The safety clicks. Suddenly a rush of flapping feathers shatters the stillness. A shotgun swings and barks.

The dance and its disappearance. Here for a moment and gone. No matter the outcome.

And as the woods fall silent again, its impossible not to notice the ephemerality of it all.