ol' mr bluebird appeared to be the recipient of his mates
wrath this morning. her scolding was so loud i went outside
to see if something was bothering their nest.
i guess she was a little upset that her 'chillrens' breakfast
was late......
"we speak of mysteries in our squawks
and magic in our chatters.
if you would slow to natures ebb and flow
you would hear what really matters."
~madeleine walker
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