When my wife opened our window for the first time, a quick little sparrow rushed into our room and fluttered about. I stepped back for a minute, then went to catch her. As I closed in I confess I was thinking of cups of seeds, a little perch; a wicker cage. But my wife put her hand on my shoulder and said, “Consider the little children as they line up with solemn faces, then flash down from Heaven quick as lightning.”
I stepped back again, and the sparrow flew back outside–light and quick as breath.
Yes! It may be every other week but I’m still in the game. I’m voyaging in the brave new world of posting using the WordPress app on my phone, which is why the photo prompt is not appearing. If you’re curious, though, you can see it at the link below: