Walking on the frosty white powder which could be used on birthday cakes (you can blow it right off, much fun and easier than candle),I found a warm log of wood. A small hole in it enough to fit my hand, I wondered who uses this hideaway. Trying hard to take a close look at what lies inside I tried to sway my head in all the directions. Just as my head and eyes got glued to the log, I started drawing pictures about the world inside.
A small house of a Bird. With tiny bottles named Rice, Wheat, Corn, Dry Fruits stacked tidily up on a wall. Glasses to fit a molecule of water. Small swings hanging all over with the focal point being a keyhole sized glass where the bird could enjoy the view of the endless sky. A closet with bits of cloth sewed together with twigs, tripod shaped socks, colored cone shaped beak protectors. Evergreen leaves laid out as carpet. Fireplace not enough to fit a full sized matchstick. A door to fly their way into the Open Sky. Equipped to be a cozy place was a petite hole with nobody in it!!!!
Wondering which beautiful mind owns this warm little place I strolled ahead blowing off the snow smoke of my shoes. Has the bird found a new house, Had it flew to get some grains, Had the birds flew for a holiday vacation to a warmer place, many questions with eager to find answers I wandered around the log.
A few steps ahead I looked high on the tree to find a small pear shaped bird enjoying the view of the white wonder falling all around it. Yes, To the joy of my heart I had found the owner of the beautiful nest "Miss. Clutter".
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