The Bird on My Window. A Reflection on Habits
Part One Is snowing. Big fluffy flakes spark the tulle swayed by the wind, hiding under white cottony layers everything on its way. I get out of bed ready for my morning coffee, and as I look at the snow covering the window’s sill, a tiny sparrow chirps and flies around to catch my attention. […]
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