This sweet young miss, a female American Robin fairly new to the world by the color of her plumage, crashed into my glass storm door this morning - such a loud thud I heard it upstairs. We came running and found her flat on the door mat - WELCOME did not seem the appropriate word at that moment. However, after a few minutes she stood up, and perhaps five minutes later, following some wobbling and heavy breathing, she fluttered under a hydrangea bush. Later I watched her fly into my neighbor's garden where her family was waiting - she seemed fine. Granddaughter, dh and I were relieved and happy.
"God finds a low branch for the bird that cannot fly." Turkish Proverb
"Be like the bird that, pausing in her flight awhile on boughs too slight, feels them give way beneath her, and yet sings, knowing that she hath wings."............Victor Hugo ~ 1802-1885...........
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