Let's Just Sing and Dance
We could learn something from birds. As I sit out on my patio in the early morning just before the sun fully rises, I sip my coffee and listen to the stillness of the day. And then, like a symphony starting slowly but then building, I hear the birds singing. The song is different each day, but I’ve come to identify some of the usual players. There’s this one little, tiny bird who of course is the loudest and most consistent. I call him the car alarm bird because his song is a consistent two note chirp – one low and one high. Over and over. I don’t mind it so much except when it goes on and on – which sometimes it does. Usually, however, he does his thing for a minute or two and then goes to the next house to do the same thing. Kind of like a bird version of a rooster doing his cock-a-doodle do morning wake up call. But other birds are more melodic. Occasionally a couple of magpies will come over to the trees in my yard and do a...