Tuesday, May 27, 2014

Early Morning Bird Song

At first light, usually when farmers and Himself get up to milk the chickens, the birds begin to chirp, and sing. It's a soft, gentle music, a lullaby to slowly drift back to sleep. Until this morning. The quiet dawn was broken by the raucous call of crows. They were cawing and yelling. I wonder what got their feathers in a bunch?


  1. I don't know which is worse the crows or the mockingbird.......... :-/

  2. We have jackdaws dancing on our roof, pecking the tiles for insects. Just what we need in the morning. You have my sympathy!