THE TEA PARTY (building a nest)

“I’M LATE; I’M LATE, for a very important date…”

The colored tatters of his jacket rippled in the wind.

“I’M LATE!”

She grabbed hold of his arm.

“I’M LATE!”

“Wait.  Take a deep breath.  In. Out.”

…And the Starling flew up underneath the roof’s ledge edge, disappearing into the hole.

“I’m LATE.  I’M LATE FOR A VERY IMPORTANT DATE!”
“Wait.  Breath.”

The Starling slipped in an out of that hole several times that day.

(Starlings wear a tattered gold vest underneath the black feathers.)

“I’M LATE!”

I wonder where the Mad Hatter left his chapeau. 

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