I heard a lot of bird song this weekend. I love to hear the birds as they sing from the treetops and telephone wires around the neighborhood.
Spring is stirring in the inner places that makes their chests swell with the need to mark their territory and claim their space in the universe. The birds are making ready.
Strings of geese were flying north over the Hy-Vee parking lot when I stepped out of the van on Saturday. Looking up, I noticed three seperate "V's" aloft. They were cheering on the leader with their enthusiastic honking, alerting all of us below that the change of seasons cannot be far behind.
Welcome back dear friends!