As life would have it the frugality which I have been imbued brought me once again to my local co-op to lay claim to the perfect packing boxes. As I am leaving the store with the first round of thick pressed cube russet paper a small voice tweeted up from a rainbow of color.
A bright blue, red, white and green adorned smile caught my attention with her song, "I'm a bird!"
Indeed this amber locklorn child flew from one plant to the next waving her feather about, happlily singing her own unique song.
Her mother gleamed at the dancing bird which she was raising and tentatively replied to my questioning grin, "She picked them herself.". I smiled at the flitting birdie and whispered, "your outfit is lovely."
The little bird was delighted that I should think so highly of her markings and chirped back the tiniest of thank yous.
One proud little bird pleased her momma with her independance and courtesy and provided us with a tale of triumph.
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