Lagniappe. And the things that don't fit elsewhere.
by Laurie Allee
I am so fond of this little bird. He's always up way too late, like me.
very cool, especially toward the end
And, weirdly, as I'm sitting here listening to yours, I have its echo outside in my yard somewhere....
We get mockingbird song here too, but not so late at night. I'm so glad that you told me that HE is wooing his lady with his song!!!!
Post a Comment