How truly lovely it is, even when carrying out commonplace tasks, that the small birds are starting to be heard again - spring must be on its way! 
I realise how little I know of these small creatures that offer up their calls and songs so generously. I know they sing for each other rather than me yet I gladly take the gift they offer - a gift that brightens the day and focusses our attention on the present - an auditory version of a field of wild flowers. 
In their short, sometimes hard life, even the little birds offer the world something beautiful - what do we offer to them?