Friday, September 01, 2006

The choir. . .


Visit here, this quiet nook,
as songbirds rest their wings
hearken softly, whisper low
and per chance
you'll hear them sing.
(author unknown)


I don't know if it is because of the angel's trumpet accompaniment or more likely just because it is the highest thing in the garden but the angel weathervane is a favored perch in the backyard.

It is a joy to witness and listen to a songbird stop to sing.

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