Of a morning, you can head south from our place
on the canal road and, about a half mile down, you’ll hear them. Three western
meadowlarks—for which I took the liberty of naming Uno, Dos, and Trés—will each
be perched in his respective point of the invisible but oh, so audible Ballyhoo
Triangle.
Over and over, the musical battle plays, as each
tries to out-sing the other to win the affections of any señorita listening.
Volume and melodies vary, but we theorize that bragging and propaganda make up
most of the “lyrics”!
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| Uno, the loudest. Perhaps he has an amp up there? |
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| Trés, not to be outdone. |
“For all of God’s promises have been fulfilled in
Christ with a resounding ‘Yes!’” –2 CORINTHIANS 1:20 (NLT)
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