Morning Bird

by Barbara Gurry/rowell

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©Barbara Gurry Rowell

Today as the sun was rising I caught a glimpse of a sweet small bird hiding in a tree.  Her stillness and demure prompted me to bring my pencil to paper and draw.  I caught only a minute of her before she flew away and left me on my own to finish.  I thought to myself sometimes we just don’t want to be seen.

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