I amused myself this morning while lying in bed listening to the birds singing. We've all been taught that they say pretty things; for instance, I was taught that cardinal song is purdy purdy purdy cheerio! How lovely is that. You were probably taught something else but I bet it's pretty, too (or purdy, as it was pronounced in my [red]neck of the Indiana woods). While I was lying there half asleep, my brain interpreted one bird call as hey man hey man hey man, spare a dime? which made me picture a bird down on his luck, maybe 1/2 a seed and a spider leg left in his pocket, trying to get home to his brood. Then I pictured the cop bird showing up, move along move along move along.
Sunrise this morning
The sun is ris
Tucker is, too
Anyone leave their husband at a campsite? Anyone?
|Is this some kind of joke?|