Sunday, February 19, 2012

small songbird

Sat on the deck, in the sun, 35 degrees F, while Fluff patrolled the estate. A flock of small songbirds landed in a tree and reminded me of summer songs. What kind of bird? I don't know. Do you?

They were small songbirds. Like miniature robins, pretty sparrows, maybe a brand new type of bird. They had brown backs, creamy breasts, and pinky-orange necks. They sang complicated songs about worms, heat, and flowers. They flew off in a rush, things to do, seeds to seek. 

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