Dear Boldhearts! I was running. Ahead of me birds were tussling over a scrap. As I approached their survival instincts took over – was I a threat to them? They stopped fighting and flew further away from me, to safety. … Continue reading
Dear Boldhearts! I was running. Ahead of me birds were tussling over a scrap. As I approached their survival instincts took over – was I a threat to them? They stopped fighting and flew further away from me, to safety. … Continue reading