One of the most tragic things I know about human nature is that all of us tend to put off living. We are all dreaming of some magical rose garden over the horizon instead of enjoying the roses that are blooming outside our windows today.
In the mornings, the blowzy bower is full full of all manner of butterflies and birds. Between the flowers and feeding stations- its as crowded as Disneyland during school vacation. I do not know how the little wild winged ones flutter about safely without air traffic control.