Ahh, if you silently listen you can hear the leaves trying to grow on the limbs, the flowers coming up from the cold ground for the warmth of the sun, the birds calling to a mate, and the spring peepers. Off in the distance, the turkeys are calling. Yes, the sounds of a beautiful day. The bird feeder is put back in place. I must say it took him a while. It is now at least twelve feet up the tree. I really had fun watching him climb up that tree to put all the wire cables up. Tonight will be the test. There is bird food in the feeder. Does he or doesn't he tear it down. I bet on the bear.
I continue to write a new story daily. It seems to be busy here since I have been writing Book # 2. Maybe it's because I now work in the living area rather than in the office. I do get distracted with the Genealogy work that sits in front of me. It is a work never done. What doesn't help is, the area I live in is so rich with my Ancestors, so on a moments notice I am off on a new tale. My husband once in a while will tell me, "I'm dead. Now can I have some attention?" Sorry not yet, I still have a few more things to write...
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