now I've got used to, I would say that almost makes me happy. Outside you hear the chirping of birds. They are placed on the branches of trees, being completely naked can not offer them shelter. Bread on the table is advanced. I put it out, cut into small pieces. Every so often a bird is coming, it takes a little bit, then, fast, fly away, to find shelter somewhere. Good day. Greetings to all
Say it with a flower
0 comments:
Post a Comment