Sunday, April twenty-ninth

The cool starts we’ve been having have to end, but as long as they last, I’ll enjoy these beautiful morning coffee muses.

It’s quiet out this morning. I can hear some birds around, but it’s not the normal cacophony.

And as usual on a Sunday morning, the traffic sounds from the bypass are practically nonexistent.

There is no breeze blowing. It’s perfectly still out. The only leaves moving are moved by the passing of birds.

Titmice and chickadees are on the feeder. For once they aren’t chittering. I’m not sure why but they sure spend a lot of time in each other’s company.

The blue jays also like the feeders. They are almost constant visitors.

I guess I spoke too soon… now the chickadees are chittering and chattering to beat the band.

And now it’s time for the Wal-Mart gulls to fly over…

It’s time for me to start breakfast… so I’ll end these muses.