Small Miracles

I am a big animal lover, and am especially fond of birds. So recently when we heard a loud thud by our porch, and I looked out to see a tiny beautiful moss-colored bird lying motionless on our patio, I was instantly reduced to a weeping puddle. M quickly stepped outside and found that the bird was still alive. We gently moved it to a sheltered spot, tucked in a pile of rags. After some recovery time we were ecstatic to see it first move its head, then begin to chirp again, and finally fly away.