Bird song.

I wake up every morning to the sound of birds chirping — near and far from my ears. I open my eyes from a dream and look out of the window sill behind my light blue silk pillows.

I see the bright blue sky or maybe today a grey blanket with some clouds. The adobe structures nestled within the Sangre de Christo mountains. Is this a movie set?

The bird song stays with me as I make my morning coffee.

Sleepy eyes and feet shuffle to and from the bed to kitchen, maybe they find soft Ritz slippers (gifted to me, I did not steal them, although when you do stay in an establishment so luxurious the thought does seem to cross your mind…)

The boiling water sirens throughout my studio “I am hot!”

I sit and sip. Waking my mind slowly to the day. The birds chirp and sing as if they are also doing the same for the slow waking town. there is so much joy in their sound. it gives me joy to listen.

My friend told me that bird song helps the flowers to grow. it is a proven study…the vibrations from their song give life to the new blooms — a sweet symphony that Spring is on the way.