Last year I was “lucky” enough to be the one this bird decided to sing to each and every night for weeks. Only then it seemed like months. The Mockingbird would start singing about 9pm each night in the tree outside my bedroom window.
At first I thought it was cute and I laughed the first night it kept me awake. After a week of getting hardly any sleep I began to wish it would move on and how could I help it hurry along. Nope..nothing I did work. I even yelled at this poor bird one night. My neighbors must have thought I was nuts.
Finally one night it didn’t show up. I thought…hmmm….could I be imagining things? Am I just not hearing it. It was gone. I was so happy. I could sleep normally again.
Well…this is a new year. Summer is here and just when I thought everything was right with the world again I heard the familiar song last night as I tried to sleep. Guess what. It’s backkkkkk!!!!!