I spend the whole morning and afternoon to finish a book explaining about the swiftlets farming. It’s quite interesting information which starts arousing my interest and attention in that sort of industry.
In between, I fell asleep unknowingly too after a few hours reading, then I heard a bird kept singing to me and it sounded it’s just next to me. I thought it was a swiftlet in my dream until I was completely awoken by the non-stop noisy bird nagging.
I turned around to survey the source of sound. Ooh, it was coming from a small little red head bird which resting on the grille and it’s just about hundred centimetres away from me.
It ran away immediately I spotted her. Ha. What a naughty little rascal!
Patio Season
10 years ago
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