A bird does not sing because it has an answer. It sings because it has a song. ~ Chinese Proverb
I went out to snip some forsythia branches this morning and found myself watching this lovely (and brave) little wren. He let me take a few pictures and then he flew off into the woods ... but I heard his sweet song a few moments later.
The whole thing took less than a minute, but it sure warmed my winter-weary heart.
Have a great Thursday, everyone!