Wow! Spring is in the air and all the little birds in the garden are singing such sweet bird songs that I have been welling up with tears of pure joy of happiness. They dream through pure inspiration made whole through sunbeams. It is sad they will be dead in less than 18 months which is how long they live, but thats life in a nutshell really. On the face of it, everything is like paradise but there is always a dark cloud in the next garden. This will probably inspire our next song. Fact.