New Voice In Our Yard Yesterday

A voice I’ve never heard before spoke to me as I walked past the copse of oaks yesterday. I stopped. Listening to the pleasant sound in our back yard announcing something sensational. I could still see my breath in the early morning sun, making me feel good, like getting to work on time in those years before retirement. And then I wondered if the new song bird in the trees stopped to rest while traveling south for winter. Or was the feathered creature seeking its mate or declaring new territory? I looked into the branches to admire this source of reveille, but failed to find it. Today I heard silence. Maybe we’ll meet again when we also travel south in a few weeks.