There on the fence, preening. I grabbed my aging phone and wished. The chest markings of a juvenile, the larger size of a female–and there she goes! Not the adult I’d been seeing. She’s probably only been flying for about a month, then. Cool!
Meantime, I really wanted to get this out there today and not one day later and I made it to the post office before closing with ten minutes to spare. Someone needed a hug. Someone who’d just dyed her hair purple. It was just the thing.
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Sounds like a great day on many levels!
Thank you for sharing this with us. 🙂
Comment by Suzanne from Montreal 06.16.17 @ 6:28 amLeave a comment
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