Urban Green Winter Walk

Stumbled across a hidden pocket of green on a winter walk, the way the last frost clings to the leaves makes the city feel like a quiet cathedral for birds. I kept a notebook in my pocket, scribbling the shape of a robin's wing, a reminder of that summer when I first learned to read feather patterns. The quiet buzz of a nearby park was a familiar soundtrack that carried me past the usual rush, and I felt patient as the day shifted from blue to soft gray. The little moments—watching a pigeon pair in the square, feeling the cool breeze against my skin—taught me that adventure is often tucked in the ordinary. #urbanwildlife #curiousjourney 🌿