“Those who wish to sing, always find a song.”
A gathering of swallows.
What is it about birds on a phone line? I just love to see them perched on one. Like stopping at Starbucks for birds- catch up on whats going on in the meadow or woods. We see a lot of Morning Doves, Blue Birds and Mockingbirds on our wires near home. The Mockingbirds have all but left for warmer weather. They are great singers, they sing all the birds songs and it is mostly enjoyable except in the wee hours of the morning.
We have had bachelor Mockingbirds sing until 3 AM.
It is interesting- we all have the capacity to make choices, smile, sing, be happy . . . . the list can go on . . . what do we choose? there are so many choices out there that we make each and every day, it could get overwhelming. I choose to be happy. I choose to sing. I choose to smile.
I choose to respect those individuals whose health may inhibit them from feeling well enough to make their own choices or to feel well enough to choose to smile.
They are out there every day fighting to be well enough to make said choices and to be happy.