i locked us out of the truck at the pool and we had to walk back home to get my spare keys.
but then i remembered that things happen for a reason.
things you wouldn't see unless you were walking back home with two curious boys.
little, helpless, feathery things. that fall from their nest. and are bleeding and need medical attention.
rescuing this baby brown thrasher was how we started our day.
chirping birdy is now at wildlife rehab 30+ miles away.
God's in the little things...