There's a bird I saw this week, not rare, not grand, it was just a starling, but its little body moved quickly, ebulant and sleek. That phrase stayed with me, because what is a starling really? A bird so often overlooked, yet shimmering with iridescence, greens, purple, bronze feathers, slicked down like wet ink. To find out more tune into Teresa from Mental Health Ireland.
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