"I am clumsy. I am shy. [...] I always say the wrong thing. I upset water jugs. I am unlucky. We all do these things when we are young. The poise, the savoir faire, comes later.”

(Agatha Christie)

 

I believe poise, and savoir faire are best acquired this way, the hard way, because it also brings the humility that makes a person compassionate. Without compassion, beauty is.. obnoxious..

 

This is an immature (fledgling) male cardinal. His brilliant red feathers are coming in, but in patches and splotches. But soon he will be a gorgeous crimson gem flashing in the trees.. which is of course, a blessing and a curse.

Done