e·gret

The great egret of my life, you ask? Not knowin' I was a swan the whole time, I suppose. For some reason, my pure-white plumage, long flexible neck, and every time I passed by a full-length mirror, I was thinkin' I was just a common egret. Well, I ain't no relative of a heron, I... Continue Reading →

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