Monday, August 1

He mocks me.

Actually, he mocks my text arrival beep to be exact. It is hard to see, but there is a little bird resting on my mailbox. He is a mockingbird, and I am quite fond of this one in particular. He has been here all summer, making his home in one of our trees. Frequently, he makes a beep, beep, beep noise that sounds just like my phone. I pick up my phone to look, and there are no new texts. He seriously mocks me, and because of that, I am indeed fond of him. I will be sad when autumn arrives and he flies away.

1 comment:

Leanne said...

My friend, I think that is hilarious.