I stopped and listened to the black birds the other day when I was walking the dog. And the day before yesterday when I was pickning nettles (ain't I housemotherly?) I heard their warble in the greenery. It's kind of peaceful listening to bird song.
I'm thinking about searching out a place somewhere among newly awakened birches (oh, such poetry) and just sit for a while. Maybe bring my diary. Enjoy the sun, listen to the birds, watch harmless bugs wander over plants and dead leaves.
I just hope the bugs from hell (also known as ticks!) will leave me alone. I hate ticks! But I won't let them stop me. After work on Sunday I think I'll go find myself a place where I can sit and smell the flowers. Maybe I'll bring my camera too. I haven't used it for a while. Perhaps I'll capture I black bird...
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