This morning started well. When I asked Nobby if he wanted to go for a walk he leapt right up and did his happy dance. Usually he waits for Peter, but sometimes it’s a long wait. My husband is not a morning person.

Across Main Street we went and up the hill towards the golf course. The humidity of recent days had evaporated. What a pleasant, sunny morning. 

Cornell Lab of Ornithology 

While Nobby sniffed every blade of grass, I had plenty of time to gaze at the mountain views and enjoy the day. Suddenly, a bluebird flew out of a tree a few feet away, followed quickly by a second. 

We walked a bit further, then two more bluebirds zipped out of the next tree, and further still, I saw fifth and sixth streaks of blue, then seventh and eighth!

OK, I suspect it was really two bluebirds times four sightings, but it’s still a bluebird day.

As long as there are bluebirds, then there will be miracles and a way to find happiness.”

 — Shirl Brunnell, I Hear Bluebirds, 1984

Woolwine House Bluebird Trail, Patrick County. Virginiabluebirds.org photo