I awoke this morning to a veritable symphony outside my windows…..the birds were all singing madly, some out of tune, but together it was beautiful.
I passed a lovely hour on the front porch sipping coffee and just listening to the birdsong and humming old Cat Steven’s songs to myself.
Then Pyewacket, my idiot cat, decided to bring me one of the choristers! Nothing like attempting to catch a terrified bird inside my screened in porch. There are so many things to hang onto or hide behind. I finally left the screen doors open, started swinging the broom around and the poor bird escaped.
Pye, disgustingly proud of himself for annoying me, lounged on my porch swing watching the old lady madly swinging a broom at his catch of the day.
If this is how the first hour and a half of my day has gone, I wonder if I have the energy to finish it.