I struggle with the symbolism of a bird cage but I like they way they look at they remind me of one of the better parts of my mission. My first area was isolated and only a handful of people in town had a car. Every one rode bikes. Family of 6 on one bike. And they would take their birds for bike rides to keep them happy. It was charming in the purest sense of the word.
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Love that story of the bird bike rides.
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