The grackles are grackling,
the mourning doves are mourning,
the crows are crowing
and the robins must be resting their voices.
Listen to the sounds of my morning:
The only thing that's missing is the sound of a train in the distance.
Life feels pretty good
(and progress on the shed is coming right along).
Th-th-that's all, folks.
[Insert Porky Pig's voice here}
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