My mom once asked what my favorite thing about spring was. I told her…it was the chirping of birds. She looked at me like I was crazy and then laughed. She hated bird chirping! She had french doors off of her bedroom that opened to a beautiful patio. A patio that was home to sweet little annoying birds. When they sang her awake with a song, the pillow was thrown. When they reminded her they were there throughout the day, she would beg my dad to do- SOMETHING- anything to get them to stop.
How funny is that, that we both took the same circumstance, and felt completely opposite about it.
Last week, I started singing out load, because I heard a bird.
I sang, “It is going to be spring!” while I danced a little jig and open the window. The birds were chirping!
My mom has since pasted away, and when I made this printable, I felt her roll her eyes. And I giggled.
Aren’t those little guys so cute! They are still huddled
For now, they will just perch and sing a song, hoping as much and me, that it warms up soon!