A Description of the Day

Ah, how beautiful the day is! The fresh smell of spring is in the air. The sun is shining, and how wonderful it was, feeling the warmth on my back when I was hanging out the laundry a few minutes ago. A breeze is blowing, keeping the heat at bay. Everything is green, and the bluebonnets are still out. Even though they are on the decline, they are still a beautiful blue against the lively green of the grass.
I heard a cardinal singing, high up in a tree, his bright red feathers shining. Along with him sings a myriad of other birds, none of which I can identify. Regardless, their chorus is beautiful, livening up the day.
Our sugar snap peas have begun blooming, and now we have several handfuls of crisp, deliciously sweet pea pods. The spinach is also growing well. Quite soon, perhaps tomorrow for dinner, we can have salad.
The peach tree blooms have come and gone, and now the two trees are covered in little peaches, about an inch in diameter. Soon, ah yes, very soon, we will have lovely ripe peaches with beautiful red and orange fuzzy skin, so juicy that when you bite into it, the juice runs down your arm, dripping off your elbow. Ah, how I long for the day!
However, this lovely spring day was stained a bit this morning by the butchering of eight chickens. I will spare you from all the gory details, which I think would ruin my description of eating one of our peaches, that you just read. But thankfully, that was the last of the escapees (the chickens that kept getting out, even when we tied a large stick to their leg), so there will be no more chicken butchering for quite a long time. Or, until we run out of chicken.
I must go now, and finish reading this weeks pages in Paradise Lost, which is for school. I would tell you about it, but I think that if you really want to know, you can ask me. I'm afraid that would be quite a large rabbit to chase, to go from talking about how beautiful this day is, to describing the battle in heaven between Satan and his angels, and Michael and God's angels.