O yes, I stepped out to do something outside again, for the 5th or was it 8th time and heard it, that pure sweet sound.. a new note on the farm song.. I froze… and waited and it came again.. pure and sweet, heart warming and uplifting,
Now I have a better sense of where and eyes started scanning that big old tree.. and there is was… a spring bird, early for sure (good thing I have food out) high up and as my mind went…
Spring, he opened his beak and out poured the most beautiful rift, once, Twice and a third time he sang out and the whole farm held their breath an movement.. and it held… well that is different for everyone, spirit, magic, soul, peace…
Just another Day on the Farm 
Was it a Cardinal? There’s been a pair here doing their lovely Spring ritual of sharing a gift of seed at the feeder for the past week or so…
Who is it that said Valentine’s Day has no basis in reality? ; )
I always enjoyed the first bird song after a cold winter. We keep most of them all year now, but when I start to see the hummingbirds again I get excited!