It isn't just the temperature inside the Capitol that has been rising over the past few days -- the warming trend has continued on the thermometer as well. The other morning when I left for work on my bike, I enjoyed the sound of songbirds on what for months had been a frozen, silent ride.
This morning walking with my son to school, he noticed the songbirds too. The main thing melting snow means to him is that soccer games move outside again -- and he's ready for it. (Of course, this is Wisconsin, so we'll undoubtedly swing back in the other direction before the winter completely gives way to spring.)
I gotta admit, it's a giant relief to me to hear the birds singing again, even if I have had this one to keep me company this winter:
Her name is Annie, and it may look like she's about to migrate, but she always stays right here with me. When I got her, I knew on an intellectual level I'd find a man with whom I'd want to nest again, but I was so far from feeling it that a huge part of me didn't trust it. I felt a little less alone once she landed on my arm, but nothing compared to the love I now feel coming from my man -- even across the miles.
Yep, hearing this song from Oasis this morning, I'm feeling tons of gratitude that the better days are here:
Talking to the songbird yesterday
Flew me to a place not far away
She's a little pilot in my mind
Singin songs of love to pass the time
Gonna write a song so she can see
Give her all the love she gives to me
Talk of better days that have yet to come
Never felt this love from anyone
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