The Dark Eyed Junco
As the lone dark-eyed junco perched, its presence was a testament to the simple joys of existence. With each delicate note that escaped its tiny beak, a melody of pure happiness resonated through the air, a celebration of life’s small wonders. Its slate-gray feathers caught the sunlight, transforming them into a soft symphony of iridescent hues that mirrored the bird’s boundless contentment.
~ Robert David Atkinson