as we ate our lunch yesterday, curtis complained, "the birds are starting to drive me crazy in the morning." for a moment, i thought he meant our stupid birds, but no, he meant the actual, outside birds.
i wanted to cry, "blasphemy!", and stone him - but there is a serious lack of stones in neo japan.
summer is edging into my yard... the birds in the morning singing their psalter to the dawn, the frogs at night, honking and barking in the dark, the giant bugs that occasionally find their way into the house much to everyone's dismay... there is perhaps nothing more truly beautiful than north carolina in the early summer. the back so lush with the new, bright green leaves it seems tropical, the azaleas heavy with blooms - add to that the promise of what is pushing up through the dirt: my lilies, budlea, gardenia... my garden is going to be a riot of color and fragrance!
so let the birds sing! let them wake us up entirely too early! let the frogs croak their drunken songs and keep us up late! spring is here, and summer is coming - God is in his heaven and all is right with the world! :)