I Live with Birds
I could not believe how many different birds I could hear this morning. It was so nice.
There were some crows too. I like the way crows look but not the way they sound. When I lived with my parents there was a big crows nest by my bedroom window. Our cat would go and sit under that tree and the crows would yell at him and swoop down until the evil noise robbed me of my natural teenage urge to sleep until 2pm.
Tomorrow morning I am sure there will be just as many birds singing, if not more. I will hear them when my brain wakes me up at 6:30am and I remind myself that it's the weekend and I can go back to sleep. (As long as the crows ef off.)














