Alyice on July 16th, 2008

Awakened By Birds

The other night my daughter and I had a camp out in our backyard. We set up tent, played “Connect Four Stackers” by flashlight, watched the fireflies dance, and waited for the stars to come out before telling each other stories. I shared one of my many variations of “The Three Little Pigs”—I’m not a good story teller so whenever they were younger and wanted a story, I took old nursery rhymes and elaborated on them—and she read me a few of the stories she wrote. We laughed, and laughed, and laughed. It was a wonderful evening of bonding.

We awoke to the beautiful sounds of birds singing. I must admit that I pretty much love everything there is to love about birds—except their need to poop while in flight! The way they glide in the air is both graceful and majestic, and their signing is like praises until the Lord and lullabies until small babes. The above is my tribute to birds everywhere.

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