Usually when I’m home alone, there’s this bird that always comes and perches on my balcony. By the time I can run to grab my phone to snap a pic, it flies away. So, I always sound like some crazy lady, telling JP about this lil birdie friend that visits me.
The other day, I woke up unusually early, but was surprised to see my birdie friend outside. I quickly snapped some photos, but this time it wasn’t scared of it.
I was thinking of feeding it some bread, but then you know how quick birds can call their homies over, so I scratched that idea. Besides, lots of birds = lots of white poopy mess.