Sometimes when I’m outside, I’ll whistle a little and a wild bird will just come land on me and help with the dishes or something. Today, exactly that happened. Except instead of it flying to my call, I picked it up off the concrete porch in my parents back yard after it had hit the window.
behold the majesty and wonder of my one-ness with Gods creatures
It was stunned a short time and just kindov chilled on my hand looking around for several minutes afterward before casually saying adio and fluttering off.
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