Thursday, May 17, 2007

Oiseau vert sur ma fenêtre

'Tis a gift to be simple,

'Tis a gift to be free,

'Tis a gift to come down

Where we ought to be

And when we find ourselves

In the place that's right

'Twill be in the valley

of love and delight

-Nineteenth-Century Shaker Hymn

I woke up this morning to the sound of my sweet little bird, Jax. As with all of our budgies, we love leaving his door open so that he can feel free. He especially loves singing with the birds outside, and it is amazing to hear them all communicating with one another.

I think they have their own little language...


Sheila said...

Jax is sweet, I love the sound of birds waking me up...
It's cute that he chats to the birds outside..

Lana said...

Oh how sweet ~ and that poem is perfect. Thank you,

Rosemary said...

He is so cute. That's nice that they can be free.
Have a wonderful weekend!

Deb said...

What a great picture collage of our sweet little Uccellino Jax! I especially love the photo of his reflection in the kitchen window.