Friday, December 10, 2010

A small room above a bay window. A single bed, a table and chair, and a sink. I could manage something larger, with more conveniences, but I could never match the view.

While cleaning one evening I came upon a box of chopsticks. Rather than toss them out I thought I might play with them, make them into something, and a couple hours later a bird cage emerged.

The following morning I paid a visit to a pet store, where I purchased a light blue budgie, a cuttle bone, seed, and two plastic dishes, one for food and one for water.

I have had my budgie two weeks now, and every time I look at her she sings.

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