The sparrow is tiny in appearance but large in persona. The story of this little cutie is simple as it is a true to life. We were walking in Central Park and along John Lennon’s Strawberry Fields. People were singing, dancing and doing all sorts of things to enjoy a beautiful spring day in New York.
This little critter was looking at Lennon’s monument, trying to relax a little. But because all his friend-sparrows wanted a place on the fence too, the fence wiggled from front to back all the time. This overworked sparrow couldn’t even enjoy a moment for himself, and all the other sparrows ruined his afternoon nap with the sound of a guitar playing imagine in the background. He insisted on staying put, and had to balance to not topple.