A very sad thing just occurred. Me and my mum were eating breakfast in the kitchen just now, and we heard a thud from the conservatory. We suspected that it was a bird that accidentally flew into the glass windows (it unfortunately happens from time to time, but 9/10 of them don’t get hurt). I went to the living room, looked out to see if I could see something outside, and I did… A tiny great tit was lying on the ground. It was only moving slightly, and his beak was moving as if he said his last words. Then he went to sleep.
It was really sad. But he looked so beautiful I took a picture. Rest in peace, little thing.

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