Tis the season for baby birds! The wrens are hatching in the potting soil bag.
Not sure if you can see it (I don’t even think I can see it!) but the eggs are starting to hatch. Such tiny little eggs. Won’t be long and they’ll all be gone!
There are so many birds here and they sing such beautiful songs. We sleep with the windows open and each morning the birds begin singing just before daylight. They often wake me up before the alarm goes off. My first inclination is to put the pillow over my head and wish they would go away so I could sleep a few minutes longer but then I smile . . thinking of the little birds, how they survive, how they take care of their babies . . and I want to jump out of bed, thank God for another day . . for my health and for all the blessings in my life.
I’m happy the birds are waking me up early . . there are too many things to get done each day and there’s no time to be wasted sleeping in a few extra minutes. I need to be up with the birds! 🙂