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
And another
The sun is ris
Tucker is, too
Morning scritches
Anyone leave their husband at a campsite? Anyone?
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| Is this some kind of joke? |
