There's a mockingbird singing his full list of top ten hits out side my front door! I love mockingbirds, have prayed one would come to live in our shrubs or trees, whatever he liked.
But for these few moments he's decided to sing here and I am so happy about it. You see this is a very, very quiet little cul de sac. I am usually one of only two folks at home during the day. But lately all I get to hear is the construction, or my version is destruction, across the field that I have come to love. The bulldozer started at exactly 7:00 a.m. CST, just as early as the law allows. But that is my back yard. The mockingbird sings heartily from my front yard cedar trees.

I wonder what I can do to get him to stay? Maybe he would work for food, but I'm not sure what food he really likes. Maybe he's in search of a mate, but doesn't know about e-harmony.
Maybe he's happy the neighbor's cat is in for the day. Maybe.... Just wish he'd stay. Oh, well, he's already moved on to my neighbor's across the street. Guess he just wanted to share the love.
Thank you, my friend, you and your songs are always welcomed here.