Snip Snip
Monday, January 30th, 2006A sparrow nestles in my hair. The brambly stock provides good cover, but pert feathers peek over the edge. I feel them fan and brush. Snip snip to Tickle and tug to Trim and pluck to bring a little order to my unkempt crown. Her tiny beak makes a quilt of the thatch with the [...]