Our back room has big windows and doors and lots of bird activity.
As I was working this little chap hit the window hard with a thud.
I ran out there to see his little body on the ground...
I had to get pictures of him cause really when do you get opportunities
like this...I clutched it gently in my hand and ran into the house with him...
so totally dumb as he could of flown off and well I wouldn’t
be writing this right now I’d still be trying to catch him.
the tiniest feet you’ve ever seen.
glowing feathers...just glorious.
well of course I was happy while having this little sweetness in my
hand, I knew in my heart he probably wouldn’t make it..
We have birds hit our windows and most don’t...
So I came back in, loaded these pictures and starting writing...
Looked out where I placed him in one of my husband’s sculptures...
Happy DAYS! Gone!!
I breathe a sigh of relief and feel like celebrating.