As our birds return in greater abundance making their way back from their winter in the south, I again find the deep peace of birdwatching on my front porch in the early hours of the day. It really should be called birdlistening, I’m convinced, as the sound leads the way to the sights. The breaking sunrise that shows up for work each day, combined with the gratefulness of birds singing praises, brings joy!
Redbird Song
redbird song greeting
farm morning praise at sunrise
my mother is near
Common Threads 
Such a southern thing to feel the presence of a loved one in the song of the cardinal. Thanks for this peaceful video.
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Thank you, Margaret – indeed, Southern souls know the spirits of loved ones.
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