On a soft morning, dew still clings to the tips of cassava leaves in the garden behind the house. The air felt fresh, and the smell of wet earth combined with the cool breeze. From between the pink cassava stems, a small bird could be seen perched on the cut stem. He looked lively, his head lowered as if he was looking for leftover seeds or small insects for breakfast.
The tiny bird occasionally chirps softly, as if greeting nature that has just awakened. Her voice combines with the whisper of rustling leaves, creating a calming natural harmony. His small eyes sparkled brightly, indicating his enthusiasm for life amidst the simplicity of a green and peaceful garden.
Among the lush cassava leaves, he moved from one twig to another. His movements were fast, but still graceful. It was as if the back garden of this house was his little stage, where he danced with the morning and sang for anyone who would listen.
That morning felt different, warmer and full of life. The presence of this little bird seems to carry a simple message: that happiness can come from the small things around us, from the little bit of life that is hidden behind the thick cassava leaves in the garden behind the house.
