The tiny chicks had been a week or two back, and the bedding was a delightful tapestry of soft pink hues. Each soft chick was dusted in the same delicate shade, looking like miniature puffs. They chirped energetically, their pink beaks open wide as they awaited dinner. Their parent kept a watchful look over her precious flock, her own fea… Read More

They flock/gathered/assemble in the sky/air/ heavens, a sea/mass/cloud of vibrant pink. These graceful/delicate/charming creatures soar/fly/dance with amazing/remarkable/exceptional agility, their feathers catching/shimmering/reflecting the sunlight in dazzling/bright/brilliant displays. Every movement is a ballet/performance/spectacle, a sympho… Read More

It was a bright morning when little Emily found the most surprising thing in her garden/backyard. Nestled amongst the flowers was a tiny nest, filled to the brim with colorful pink treasures. He carefully peeked at the nest, trying not to disturb whatever made this masterpiece. The eggs were beautifully arranged, and their shade was so i… Read More