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 August 2, 2026 (Pentecost 10/Trinity 9/Proper
13/Ordinary 18 - A)
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Texts: Genesis 32:22-31; Psalm 17:1-7, 15; Romans 9:1-5; Matthew 14:13-21
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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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