You Can Hear the Flowers Sing

When you walk in silence in the morning... you hear the wind whisper to the trees... as the syncopation of the crickets floats upon the breeze. Soon the nightingale, the blackbird, the owl...and the chickadee begin to sing, as if rehearsed... their morning melody. Flowers hear the singing and, to me at least, it seems the music wakes them gently from wherever flowers dream. Perhaps that’s why throughout the year and primarily in Spring... if you listen to them closely you can hear the flowers sing.