The Collector

A raven stands on a low wall holding an iron ring of old keys in its beak. The wall is sage and brown brick, the sky behind it is full of small gold stars, and branches frame the whole thing.

The keys are the joke. Corvids really do take what shines, and this one looks entirely unrepentant about it.

The photograph shows it framed. The frame is not included: the print ships rolled in a tube, with a thin white border so it can go straight into a mount.