Happy Harvest Blog
Jailbird
On Saturday I was shocked awake by a bird smashing into a window with the force of a snowball. I ran outside and found the bird gasping and quivering on its back, scooped it up, and took it in, holding it for several minutes, with my whole hand wrapped in a towel for dark, soothing.
The awesomest thing lately that I didn't get a picture of:
I did not get a picture of the bird, although it swooped right past me at knee height to investigate under the table of someone opening a burrito (good choice), and disappointed, hopped right across the concourse to another sandwich eater, effortlessly avoiding the steady crowd of walking people.
Instagram.
I may not make a blog post every day, but at least I Insta.
Bite size.