Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, May 29, 2008

The Carolina Wren


The North Carolina Wren has met with her demise, the predator a black cat had caught her by surprise. She was use to me each morning as I met her eye to eye and in the green house she no longer took to flight she just sat there by my side. The eggs now cool, will no longer have a chance to hatch and I already miss the meeting of the little bird that made me laugh.


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