Geez....some days my mind is a whirlwind of noise. Did you ever...of course you have...have a secret that you must hold on to...you can not say anything...it is an itch that you can not scratch? Then there is a worry...there is not a thing you can do...but oh how it bothers you that you can not do anything about it? Now, there I have said it...maybe it will help. Wishful thinking....
The sun is brightly shining but not a bird in the yard!? About 1:30 am I heard what sounded like a hawk's squeal...or maybe a lone coyote...could have been the cry of a rabbit....of course I could see not a thing in the darkness...but, when there is the neighborhood hawk about, the birds stay quietly hidden away. Again, nothing I can do anything about!
But here is something I can...oh please follow me to my other place...Bella is so grand!
Thanks for listening to a tired, very tired me.....hope your day is wonderful.
The sun is brightly shining but not a bird in the yard!? About 1:30 am I heard what sounded like a hawk's squeal...or maybe a lone coyote...could have been the cry of a rabbit....of course I could see not a thing in the darkness...but, when there is the neighborhood hawk about, the birds stay quietly hidden away. Again, nothing I can do anything about!
But here is something I can...oh please follow me to my other place...Bella is so grand!
Thanks for listening to a tired, very tired me.....hope your day is wonderful.
