Grape Hyacinth

Meandered to the tree house this morning and as I settled in all was quiet.

As I sat I longed to be under the feeders in the yard. So, I moved and it was awesome.

With birds coming and going...

Flocks of different birds moving magically through the air...

Air under the wings of the chickadees...

Towhee calls, cardinal song...

Wrens beginning to build a nest

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