The birds are going totally nuts in the back yard. We just used some heavy machinery to move around dead trees and lots of earth, so everything is a little torn up and fresh. It’s really brought out some wildlife in a big way. The yard is full of rabbits, if you can believe that. First, the deer, now rabbits. I suppose it beats field mice (yeah, we had some of that a few tears back). I like to say field mice. It’s code for rats. Ew. Sorry, my little Cinderella moment just shifted to Enchanted.
So back to Cinderella: the birds are happily chirping away and flying about. The hummingbirds are back. It’s a sunny day. And I am home, enjoying a cup of coffee and looking out my window, my journal in my lap, pen poised pensively.
I even wrote a haiku. Here it is:
my morning is a haiku
birds chirping happily outside my window
and coffee warming my heart
I can’t help the streak of post-modern self-awareness of this post, but I’ll wash down the irony in my voice and just enjoy the moment.
For now, things are as they should be.