Sky brightened early yesterday then caught daybreak (above photo).
Papa cardinal was singing his cheery Cheerio-o-o (which means Godspeed).
Heard chickadees joyous dee-dee-dee.
Even heard redwing blackbird's single note opus.
Bluejays cockle added to the songfest.
Birds certainly have much to teach us, especially to start each day with a song in our heart.
When I see the sunlit clouds like yesterday, I think of "when morning gilds the skies, my heart awakening cries, may Jesus Christ be praised..."
It has been my impression that birds call forth sunrise. It's true. When I goggled for information to support a poem yesterday, it said that birds start vocalizing around 4:30. I know this to be true because I've closed the window at 4:30 as too early to get up with the birds.
I also read that birds singing in the morning is called "dawn chorus" - calling forth sunrise. Isn't that precious.
Take a moment to sing "His eye is on the sparrow and I know He cares for you..."
(In fact, when a hen lays an egg it is called "egg song" when all her sisters join in to celebrate. I hear this celebration from my neighbor's hens.)
Alas, this morning is gray and rainy. Haven't heard birds singing but did watch this bluebird below take a bath. That put a smile on my face and a song in my heart.
I hope you have opportunity to witness a feathered songfest! Surely it will put a song in your heart. What better way to start the day.
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