A House Wren’s Aria.
His nest is nearby, so he’s staked a claim on our garden, too. While I pulled weeds, he sang nonstop—just to remind me . . . uh . . . that I was only a guest.

“For this world is not our permanent home; we are looking forward to a home yet to come.” —Hebrews 13:14 NLT
I comforted by the birds singing while working outside too. Yes we share our temporary home with many creatures
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Richer because of them. ❤️
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