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 July 12, 2026 (Pentecost 7/Trinity 6/Proper
10/Ordinary 15 - A)
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Texts: Genesis 25:19-34; Psalm 119:105-112; Romans 8:1-11; Matthew 13:1-9,
18-23
Call to Worship
Your grace is a lamp for our hearts, O God.
Light our w...
5 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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