Day 346: What Kind of Tree is This?

I am laying in bed with the window open, feeling the cool breeze and listening to the birds sing their morning song. I am also periodically bellowing my son's name. He asked me to help him wake up this morning. We all watched "The Voice" last night. It's our family television show of choice.

My son just bellowed back, "Those birds are annoying!" Lol.

I don't know, maybe it is just me, but I think an alarm clock going off every ten minutes, followed by the thunk of the snooze button is slightly more annoying than the bird choir we have assembled outside in our big tree. I really should figure out what kind of tree it is. The birds in our neighborhood love it. It is in full bloom right now with tiny white flowers.

I am playing the piano this morning at a music club meeting. A Bach concerto for two violins and piano, Vivaldi concerto for two violins and piano and two piano solos- the Chopin nocturne I played last week at another music club as well as "Bethena" by Scott Joplin.

I am thinking about oatmeal for breakfast. And another big fat Greek salad for lunch.

It's going to be hot again today. Tomorrow will cool off a bit. Thank goodness. I am heading down to Salem tomorrow. Not fond of traveling in temps above 80 degrees.

I may not have time to make it to the gym today. Rather sad about that. But I have a busy day. I teach later and then have choir practice tonight. So as soon as I can get vertical, I will do some pushups, crunches, and yoga stretches. Plus I'll do some brisk walking in between students.

Well, my son finally got up and left for work.

Suddenly all is still. No birds singing. Perhaps they assembled just to wake up my son?

I'd better get moving. Happy Tuesday!

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