birds chirping vs birding pooing: a matter of persepective

I stepped outside Friday morning to warmer weather and the sound of birds chirping. This is the first time this year I have walked outside to such a beautiful sound. The chirping of the birds got me excited for the fast-approaching Spring.

I carried this joy with me to work. I was engaged in conversation with a co-worker when this sentiment came up. I commented on how beautiful it was outside. He agreed. I told him about how happy I was to hear birds chirping again. He had a completely different perspective from Friday morning.

When this gentleman went out to his car, he couldn't help but notice a white splatter on the windshield. He was annoyed by the birds being back because the reality of his windshield becoming a target for bird poo again.

So, you see, it was the same morning with two separate individuals noticing the return of birds. For one (me) it was a joyful reminder as the birds chirped while for the other (my co-worker) a frustrating reminder as the birds pooed on his car. Same morning...same birds...different emotion evoked. It's a matter of perspective.

Such is life.