Fluffy, fat brown sparrows all lined up, chatting away and eating berries.
I watch them, somewhat envious that they don't have so many distractions vying for their attention. Facebook doesn't lure them in. Chores and dinner and school pick up and laundry and meal planning and car maintenance and doctor's appointments and paying bills and replying to emails are all foreign to them. Well, they do tweet.
"You wanna go hang out on the fence for awhile?"
"Sure! C'mon, friends!"
And BAM. Thirteen bird friends just hanging out enjoying each other's company.
They ruffle their feathers, chirp some sweet tunes and nibble on the bounty from the bush hanging over them. Bliss.
We humans make things so complicated.