She sat on my finger and didn’t even cry. She was struggling to learn, I could tell, as she worked those pretty wings to fly. I had picked her up off the concrete today. She was resting her delicate body by the wall, simply facing the wrong way. Not a two-minute moment later, as I spoke to her quietly in praise but so curiously asking her concerningly why, off she flew so quickly, bouncing, fluttering gracefully towards that lucky blue sky ✨ | me

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