Everyday,
Starting about 8:30, and lasting for about 20 minutes, the happiest grey bird comes to sing in our neighborhood. S/he sits on topmost peak of a very large, mature evergreen tree next door. I sit and watch this happy little singer as s/he offers a most beautiful concert of delightful, lovely, happy warbles.
I have no clue what kind of bird this is...(I looked up but couldn't identify) but I am so happy s/he chose this neighborhood in which to sing.
Reminds me of that cartoon, "I wanna singa, about the moona and the junah and the springa..."
Liturgy w/communion for September 21, 2025 (Pentecost 15/Trinity 14/Proper
20/Ordinary 25 - C)
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Texts: Jeremiah 8:18 – 9:1; Psalm 79:1-9; 1 Timothy 2:1-7; Luke 16:1-13
*Call to Worship*
We gather together to celebrate the joy in our lives.
*God's lo...
4 days ago
1 comment:
wonderful! i love waking to the birds singing!
we have a few owls in the neighborhood. we rarely see them but hear them daily.
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