03/10/2026
Ever since I was a little girl, I’ve had the softest corner for sparrows. I’ve always felt like they were my little spirit birds — perhaps because there’s something so simple and comforting about watching them hop around, pick at little grains, and go about their tiny, busy lives.
This little sparrow nest takes me back to the small town I grew up in — to slow mornings, familiar sounds, and waking up to the gentle chirping of sparrows every single day.
Some memories never really leave you. They quietly live in your heart, waiting for something as little as a sparrow’s nest to bring them home. 💛
