A Little Bird (And Some Big Ones) Told Me

“’Pleased, pleased, pleased, pleased-ta MEETCHA’,” Momanita sang.  She lifted my cover. I kept my eyes closed. Sometimes she went away and let me sleep. “’Pleased, pleased, pleased, pleased-ta MEETCHA’,” Momanita sang again. It didn’t work. “I read this morning,” Momanita began. “Let me guess. You Googled something.” “I Googled ‘identifying birds by their songs.’” “TellContinue reading “A Little Bird (And Some Big Ones) Told Me”