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The ledge was a festival of happy birds, each of them resting in the sun.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, December 18, 2020.
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The rocky ledge was borne golden by the early sunlight that day.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, December 18, 2020.
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Upon the rocky ledge was a parade of nests, each made with such proud and loving care.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, December 18, 2020.
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The ledge was the finest of platforms for those winged creatures of song.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, December 18, 2020.
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That rustic ledge was all the home those nesting birds ever craved, returning year after year.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, December 18, 2020.
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When the past comes as risen rock and the future as ocean expanse, we leave our ledge, moving onward.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, December 21, 2021.