It’s been a while since I’ve woken up to the sounds of birds chirping outside my window.
When it happened this morning, I couldn’t help feeling like it was springtime. After all, aren’t chirping birds considered a sign of a beautiful day? “Time to get up! The birds are chirping, the sun is shining…” you know the rest.
Well, today, the birds certainly are chirping and the sun certainly is shining. The only problem is, it was a frigid -33 C when I left the house. Definitely not the beautiful day I had been hoping for.
It makes me wonder if the birds are only chirping as an attempt to stay warm. Poor little things.