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Sunny
2018 — 2026 · Bird · 8 years together
“He thought the morning belonged to him. It did.”
Sunny was a canary with a voice far too big for his body. He sang at the window every morning at first light, and the whole street woke up a little gentler. Eight years of free concerts.
Their colours
Photo wall
Pictures of Sunny, kept by the person who raised this memorial.
Whispers left here
Small messages from visitors — a candle in words. 1 so far.
JoSeptember 2026
First light is yours, little one.
Letters to the future
Some things are easier to say later. Seal a letter for Sunny and choose the day it opens — it stays unread until then, even from this side of the garden.
No letters yet. The first one can be yours — a few lines for a date that does not exist yet.
Others in the garden