Yesterday, I heard Spring singing.

Tufted titmouse, singing his mating song.

She used a Tufted titmouse to carry her song and I must say it was melodic and truly magical.

Spring is coming!

Okay, I may be jumping the gun a bit however I need to get out of my house and start digging in the dirt. I need to work in my gardens! I neeeeeeeeed to. Really, really, really neeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeed to. I’m going batty in my self-imposed COVID lockdown.

Two days ago the country hit the half-million mark for COVID deaths. February 23, 2021. Deaths that shouldn’t have happened but did. Lives lost that shouldn’t have been lost. Tears shed that shouldn’t have been shed. May they all soar among the stars.

The Empire State Building lit in “heartbeat” red as part of a national memorial to lives lost to COVID-19. (AP Photo/Frank Franklin II)

May all the birds sing at the top of their lungs to help us remember that life can be glorious.

Rose-breasted Grosbeak, May, 2018.

Blessed be :{

Mi manchi, mia amata immortale.

About tinthia

Wondering, searching, and wandering, I'm an earth witch with a desire to get it right in my lifetime. The flow of the river feeds my inner goddess and fuels my soul. Blessed be. :}
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