This little birdie seemed to have made this perch its home. No matter how many times it flew off to other places, it came back to this very perch again and again. It was so windy that day. Gushes of strong wind flew by and ruffle its feathers constantly. It seemed to be huddling against the cold. At times, a mate or companion flew by to sit at its side. It seemed unafraid when I try to get a closer look. I’ll come by to see you this weekend, little birdie. See you!
Cold Little Bird