Morning sun rolled out its golden tongue tasting the azalea bush bobbing with last season's mocha flower heads, licking a corner on the shepherd's hook bird feeding station. The gathering birds didn't yawn, resist the wake up call or even look sleepy-eyed. The simply accepted the feast refreshed before them the night before.
Two white mesh thistle seed holders swung gently like mantles on a camping lantern; moving to the music of the wind. Black-capped Chickadees, Goldfinch without the gold, Sparrows -- or maybe Wrens, I must learn to tell the difference -- held their pecking order with crescent clenched toes. Those attempting to break line were pecked to the end and spent their wait picking up the fallen seed on the carpet below. As they moved in circles the ground seemed to act as a trampoline pushing their ballet toe steps up again for a landing a few inches away again and again. Sky approaches allowed several to grasp the sock upside down to pick their treasures off the top of the fill line. Their split tails flicking a victory sign before swooping away on a wavy return flight to the waiting Birch.
After every few samplings each took refuge in the red branched bushes beneath my watching window. There, beaks were wiped clean on branches of choice until the way was clear to return for the next course.
Oh, joy in the morning. This is the news I want to wake up to, dance to, fill my heart with. I like that I am so easily pleased.
What brings you joy in the morning?
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What brings me joy in the morning, is waking up to the ever changing morning sky. As spring begins and summer approaches, I love to watch the beautiful changes in the sun, the birds, and the people.
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Yes, and thank you for sharing this image. Beauty and peace are wrapped in your words.
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