My favorite time of day...

The sun shines through the trees. The day is still bright but it has lost its warmth. The cool breeze of the afternoon rustles the leaves on the trees - one of my favorite sounds. The trees sway, the leaves chatter, and the robins call to one another - like a call to prayer.

I wonder what they sing about. Do they sing to bid the day farewell? Perhaps it is a song of gratitude...