Somewhere in Fish Creek Park, tens of little sparrows were afluttering and atwittering in a stand of young balsam poplars. Two eyes scanned the leafless branches and fell upon a single clay-coloured sparrow.
A moment later, a second clay-coloured sparrow came to share its perch. They chatted for a bit.
Sparrow One whispered something to Sparrow Two.
Sparrow Two walked down the branch a few steps.
Perhaps Sparrow Two had to think about what Sparrow One said.
Sparrow One tried to explain the issue further.
It seems Sparrow One did not find the right tweets. Sparrow Two looks a bit angry.
Sparrow Two looks really, really angry.
Sparrow One may have done something unforgivable.
Lol! Great images and tale.
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Thanks Deborah :-). I’m glad you share my appreciation for daytime bird drama.
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Oh, I absolutely LOVE this! Thank you for the laugh and the lovely sparrow pics!
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:-D. Thanks Teresa. It was fun watching the story unfold when I looked through the photographs at home.
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And I had lots of fun reading it! 🙂
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Nice anthropomorphic tale. I like to do that too 🙂
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Thanks Sherry Lynn :-). Glad you like to tell bird stories too.
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Aw…they look so cute and great captions to go with it too.
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Thank you :-). I’m enjoying my new and somewhat powerful zoom lens so that I can spy on these moments.
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😀 😀
Your descriptions match so well with the pictures that I believe it really is what happened between them. It’s so funny to see how their expressions and poses change along the story. Sparrow One even seems sad in the end as she (I think it’s she) regrets what she’s done. I really enjoyed this hilarious story about (I guess family) drama. 😉
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Thanks, Hanna! 😀 I’m glad you enjoyed my little story. I had fun giving the birds human personalities!
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