Blackbird spring

I hear the sudden clatter of blackbirds overhead, as they discuss the matter of water, swiftly rising along a small creek bed. There ought to be bells ringing; still, winter's at its end, when blackbirds' raucous singing and water's headlong music and my loud heartbeats blend.

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