I remember the feeling of the light shining around and through the curtains. Then there was music: melodies in chirp. I wanted to close my eyes and go back to sleep for just a while longer, enjoying the warmth of my bed, but I didn’t want to forget the light and the music – there was a moment so wonderful just behind the curtain.
Bird song plays the role that so many people do and have done in my life: the bird song is the music that starts my day.
I wonder if the birds know how far their songs carry, how we notice the patterns and changes in their tone, how we find both wonder and joy in figuring out from where the song calls, how their song starts and adds life to the day.
This is my entry for the September 2025 IndieWeb Carnival, hosted by Sophia at toground.link. The topic is "second person birds".
A couple of days ago I saw a post from Evan Prodromou asking if I had seen a product announcement, and was wondering what I thought of the name. I said it was the first I heard of it. They called their product Really Simple Lip Balm. I told him it was the first I heard about it, so I didn't know. A few days later it doesn't feel good. Kind of like feeling slimed. You don't see people coming out with products named Slaughterhouse Five, for good reason. Think of something original. Something that expresses your idea as something more than a ripoff. That's about all I have to say about it at this time.
