Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man,
play a song for me
I'm not sleepy
and there ain't no place I'm goin' to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man,
play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning,
I'll come followin' you
Take me for a trip upon
your magic swirling ship
All my senses have been stripped
And my hands can't feel to grip
And my toes too numb to step
Wait only for my boot heels to be wanderin'
I'm ready to go anywhere,
I'm ready for to fade
Unto my own parade
Cast your dancing spell my way
I promise to go under it
The rain finally stopped here. Lakes are nearly full. Ground is soggy and worms having a hard time and need to surface. Robins are having a good time with that. Thank you Lord, for the needed rain. Hope it dries out enough for farmers to cut the wheat.
They’re kinda rare around here but we do have em.
Have at least 5 other types of woodpeckers too.