Another time I saw this, I could just walk into the balcony and collect the feathers. Now sealed in a small ziploc which comes with an extra set of buttons in it. Then the feathers were of hummingbird, too small to picture.
This happened with a thud. I gathered my senses to call help if I needed to handle a miscreant. When I saw the feathers sticking I looked down to the ground and found a beautiful bird lying.
I looked for any prints on the glass like we were showed at an Audubon centre. The dove must have fared worse. And what of the hummingbird?
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