My computer is in our sunroom which has ten windows and I face south at my monitor looking out at a dogwood a foot outside. A second after publishing the last blog, a male cardinal perched four feet from me, raised its head and sang a long "whit, whit, whit". I watched it and heard it in delight. A second later it flew away.
Perfect timing, like a script. Unscripted. A mini dream, but for real. Honestly.