This has to be one of my favourite snaps - and that's Dad's hand by the way
Elijah was so careful but the bird was just too sick
When he died Elijah asked Dad to put a plaster on him - very cute but the poor bird is still lying in the garden waiting for the fairies to whisk him away. Elijah had thought that a plaster would make him feel better. Thoughtful.
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