Yes, it's about birds again.
It seems the quiet spot is always clamours with their songs.
I spend time talking with my best Friend and then I listen. I hear the birds. I watched them as the darted back and forth. Three red cardinals seemed to be fighting for the right to a certain branch. An unidentified song new to this spot came loud and clear.
What she was saying, I could not understand.
But they all sang because of the beauty of the morning and I joined in their rejoice.