Chirp Cheep
Isn’t she lovely ?
I thought so too, that’s why I took this picture
& although I was quite smitten by her beauty, it was the sound coming from within that screeeeech !! stopped me in my tracks.
It was a symphony, I tell ya, a perfectly timed and wonderfully tuned chorus of chirp chirp chirps and tweet tweet tweets.
! YaY ! I exclaimed
& although I could not see them, not even one,
trust me,
there was definitely a party going on.
A welcome home, glad to be back celebration, for sure.
Which got me to thinking about whistling.
yep
whistling
Those little lovelies and their simple merriness brought to mind all the whistlers I have crossed paths with throughout my life.
Big Brother is one.
I am convinced he was a bird in another lifetime.
Chant-like cheeps are his second nature and I often wonder if he even realizes he is serenading.
Like the softness of a flute, music uninhibitedly escapes his lips.
This agitates the you know what out of certain someones who shall remain nameless, but I can honestly say, I don’t mind at all.
I find it pleasantly pleasing, actually
& then there’s Friend.
His is more of a peppy, jazzy, carefree sonnet
& that lady I back in the day worked beside,
or that guy I see every so often on my walking path
or the gal …
or that fella …
Hey there, Whistlers
I’ve never really noticed you and your background choir until this very moment of this very day
& seriously.
How FUN is that ??!??
You go right ahead and
peep
tootle
pipe
warble
whine
trill
hoot
fife
tweedle
chirr and chitter your way through life.
I may not always see, but rest assured, I most definitely hear
& just so you know ?
I appreciate your glee.
🙂