THE PAIR OF BLUE TITS

have since a couple of days little ones that follow their parents for food. When near us they all together make funny noises and then suddenly in a swarm they fly to another tree and that is repeated the whole day.
Full moon last night and it had affect on my not being able to sleep as I should have loved to do. That combined with the bite of the tick the day before I was glad that I just slumbered away for half an hour outside on the rocking-bench, in the sun.

My haiku:

Give me a veggie
Cucumber, tomato and
Artichoke to chew

And the french proverb:

A baby is an angel whose wings decrease as her/his legs increase.

How poeticically said!