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  • Writer's pictureClarke Wallace

FLY-IN VISITORS

What’s the old expression? A picture tells a thousand words? Replaces a thousand words?

You get my drift. [See below].


We were having an early morning coffee when a THUNK came from outside. It meant one thing. A bird, catching the reflection of the surrounding woods, struck a solarium window. I went out to find a speckle-chested Fox sparrow lying on its back, feet up.


Stay that way long and it would die.


I bent down and picked it up, rolling it over on its tummy. I stroked it to get its rhythm, its mind back on track. “Take it easy, catch your breath.” The little sparrow finally wiggled onto its feet, shook its head and stared at me as if having all the time in the world to hang around, before taking its own sweet time to fly away.


Author’s comment: It’s difficult to imagine how a little bird can hit a window and hopefully without breaking its neck. It stood on my hand seemingly without a worry. It made my day.


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