This morning Husband and I sat on our back porch, way up in the trees. We have a tin roof, and it was coming one of those gentle rains that truly does pitter patter on the leaves.
This didn't bother the birds one bit, we could hear several different chatters, songs and calls. The Ruby-Throated Humming Bird drank hungrily from the feeder, then sat right at our faces and shook water off himself.
The seed feeder had nut hatches, tufted titmouse(s? mice?) and Mrs. Indigo Bunting, who unlike her royal blue husband is two shades of plain old brown.
There was some squabbling at the feeder, because no one wanted to share, but it was entertaining to us and the cats.
Bonnie, or Dog, had ferociously run off a squirrel earlier. The squirrel had managed to open the top of the feeder and dive in head first. Since the feeder is right close to the screen, he had quite a fright when an 84 pound bulldog came racing out of the house, growling and barking, every hair turned the wrong way. What a dog!
Husband,birds, rain, pets, perfect temperature, pleasant conversation. Oh, and coffee.
On a beautiful Friday morning, on this Earth, who could ask for anything better?
A big thanks to the Creator for this gift.
Amen.
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