I Hope You Heard Me

I was pottering around the garden, you know, feeding the fish, topping up the bird feeders etc. Mr Robin was hopping nearby, chirping a little loudly. I politely said good morning and carried on. He moved to the tree and sang a little louder. I smiled and carried on. He moved close, eye level with me and let rip. I felt the full force of the song and staggered back a little.

With a twinkle in his eye, he was gone. I’m not sure but I think I heard the words “Hope you heard that” float in the air as he left.Well perhaps the theme of ‘things that give me hope” applied to him.