There’s a sweet little cottage in the hills tucked away near a cluster of evergreen pines. No one knows who lives there!
Each morning a pair of bluebirds meet on the branch of a pink blossom tree. They sing and flutter over the roses, peek under the daisies and peck at the purple lupines. Sometimes they race each other to the chimney on the cottage.
And before dusk arrives, they’re back on their spot on the pink blossom branch. Only they know who lives up there in the hills!