This is my little House Wren who loves to perch on my Hummingbird feeder post. I will call him William Wren as this seems like a proper name for such a fellow. William sits upon this perch every chance he gets to belt out his song again and again. His song is beautiful and fills the air nearly everyday with a love for life. In the distance you can hear his kind returning his song with one of their own. The area surrounding my home is like a concert hall filled with musicians only a loving Creator could design. All these winged music makers fill my soul to over flowing, and my only gift in return is to feed them and attend their concerts.
It's strange what life in the city does to you with all of the harsh, and hurried noises infecting your ears. Clanging, banging, scraping, shaking ugly sounds that rattle your bones and make you retreat inside your home. In the country, there is a sweet symphony that devours those ugly sounds if they dare come near. Chirping, whistling, satisfying, wonderful melodic sounds that nourish you mind, as you breath deeply leaving your worries behind. Each note part of His Opus created for our ears and serves as a reminder that just as he cares for these downy feathered creations; He will care for us as well. Tweet, tweet.
Happy Shooting.
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