Exploring the world of honest food.
WORD.Now wait a minute, is that bird alive? How did you get it sit in your hand?
It was a fledgeling Micah found in the grass. Glad he didn't eat it before I was able to scoop it up and let it warm up on my hand. It hung out for about 10 minutes then flew to some near by flowers for a snack. A happy ending.
Lucky bird, to make a start like that in live.
lovely poem. gave me goose bumps, my dear.I would like to have this printed and hung on my wall, please.