A dull thud, the blue tit drops to the patio, and Anna hastens to open the French door before lazy cat George thinks a snack has dropped from heaven. She cradles the tiny, feathery body in her bare hands. No heartbeat. But a glimmer of sky is reflected in the jet of its eye. Anna’s […]
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Blue Tit on a Thistle
thistle barely bends buoyant with the blue tit’s song in every season Kim M. Russell, 28th October 2019 My response to Carpe Diem #1770 Tomtit In the last week of our festive 7th anniversary month, today we have another small creature, the blue tit. While the English word ‘tomtit’ can refer to pretty much any of […]
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