morning came to me in the chirpings of little feathery things.
in california, the birds are kind enough to wait til 6am or so. in south georgia there were birds that started at 4am, i love birds but then, i would have liked a Bellini shotgun then. but no point. i only kill what i would eat. no point in songbirds.
they say it's spring but there is for the most part nothing else
