This is what Ben Huberman says about this weeks photo challenge at The Daily Post,
This week, share a photo of something marked by its weight — or its air of weightlessness. Show us gravity at its most unforgiving, or most generous. Bricks or feathers. A collapsed ruin or a plane taking off. A heavy piece of old furniture or the flying buttresses of a cathedral. Keep in mind that weight doesn’t even have to be physical: emotions and memories can weigh on us (or lift our spirits) at least as much as real objects.
I found this really difficult and couldn’t come up with anything original, but I suppose if wouldn’t be a challenge if it was too easy!
And then this afternoon as I walked the dogs in the cemetery, I listened to birdsong all around me. As well as the small songbirds, there was the call of the jay and I failed to photograph it yet again. Pigeons made their gentle cooing sound, seagulls shrieked and then the crows joined in. There are lots of crows in the graveyard, I’ve always thought them most appropriate. So they reminded me of a possibility, and I headed for the tall, bare trees where they nest.
It’s way too early for any eggs, even in this mild winter, so the nests appear to be weightless, suspended on the most delicate of branches. In just a few months those branches will be full of activity and weighed down with another generation of crows.
Lucid Gypsy 
Starkly lovely~
There’s something haunting about this picture 😊
An inspired series of photos. You are never in fact at a loss!
I agree, Meg!
You paint such a wonderful word picture, Gilly. Your photos are lovely. I feel I’m right there with you.
Such a creative take on,Gilly! Great tree and nests images.
Beautiful pictures!
I love the look of the tangles branches and the nest balls at this time of year…a perfect post!
Well done a great entry for this weeks, difficult theme. As I write this comment our crows are cawing and calling from across the road where they nest in a huge gum tree. I agree about them being rather appropriate in a cemetery
Great photos Gilly, a rookery in a graveyard is always a very evocative sight in winter!
A clever interpretation Gilly. The stark sculptural branches are so very beautiful.
Thanks honey 🙂
Very evocative. I live in the woods and my daily walk/run never fails to inspire and illuminate with the constantly changing mix of the familiar and the surprising. Very much enjoying my visits here. Regards Thom.