Follow the baby birds

After I’d already hopped into my car with my first-work cup of coffee from Nichols, I caught sight of a momma bird leading her out-of-the-nest family across First Street.

I stopped my car right there in the middle of the Village of Liverpool, grabbed my iPhone 8 from my side pocket and did the best I could.

Follow the leader.

Somebody on the far side of the street applauded their beauty, too.

Get out of the street, please and thank you.

I sat at my desk to start my work day with a smile on my face.

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