It was the first truly nice day of the year, and he sat on the back porch with his morning coffee and newspaper.
The spring air was filled with the sounds of nature. The birds sang in the bushes, frogs peeped in the woods, and bees buzzed among the new blossoms. The neighborhood dogs, let out to romp, barked to one another.
He listened, feeling peace in his soul.
“How can you stand all that racket,” his wife asked as she stepped outside.
He put down the paper, full of war and calamity. “Because I can’t tell what they’re saying.”

“Backyard Garden” by cwwycoff1 is licensed under CC BY 2.0.

Everyday Drabbles © 2026 by Hugh J. O’Donnell is licensed under CC BY-NC-SA 4.0

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