No wonder the birds sing. Its worth waiting for.
Yesterday was heaven; we got the last major jobs done in the garden to show it at its best.
The birds were singing their hearts out and our thrush sang the last few notes as the sun sank.
He was up at the crack of dawn to continue the symphony and was soon joined by the rest.
They were all within reach when I put out their breakfast and we and them could enjoy the wonderful spring colours which almost jump in through our bedroom window.
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