54. Those little nimble musicians of the air, that warble forth their curious ditties, with which nature hath furnished them to the shame of art. ~Izaak Walton

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The last days of winter are here, and we are being blessed with birdsong–“the ecstasy of a lark in the sky; the music of a water-thrush when the sun comes out; the bell of a cuckoo that keeps ringing.”  So we ask the Source of all blessings to help us remember to join in with the songbirds and sing a song of gratitude for all the world to hear.

Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land.  ~Song of Songs 2:12

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