The Backyard
The overnight rains have had an unusual effect on the bird life here in the suburb where I live. There's an orchestral banter that borders on near hysteria or maybe it's just an expectancy of something to which we humans are not privy that makes me feel for the moment, left out. It comes and goes that banter, in waves of busy, excited chatter on the one hand and whispered twitters on the other. Nevertheless, privy or not, they are comforting sounds here in the city. I live in the shadow of a... Sign in to see full entry.