I'm listening to "A Baby Story" on TLC while the wind blows and rattles the chimney to my wood burning stove. I hear the baby keets chirp off and on and Rafeeki bustling around the cage as he eats some of each offering and "clicks" and "sings" softly. I hear Pollyanna's feet scratch against the wood of the nesting box as she feeds the babies and adjusts to keep them warm.
Its a good day.

"The more you like yourself, the less you are like anyone else. That makes you unique!"
"Walt Disney"