On Friday morning, Algy woke to the sound of the robin singing a joyful song, and remembered that it was the International Day of Happiness! As the morning advanced, a strong wind started to blow from the north, and very soon it had cleared most of the grey clouds away. So Algy flew up to a high point on the headland, and perched on a prominent rock, with the bitter wind whistling through his feathers. The air was bitingly cold, but the view of the ocean was magnificent. Algy lifted up his head and started to sing his own song of happiness, to the words of one of his favourite happy poems:

          I will be the gladdest thing
            Under the sun!
          I will touch a hundred flowers
            And not pick one.

          I will look at cliffs and clouds
            With quiet eyes,
          Watch the wind bow down the grass,
            And the grass rise.

Have a wonderful day of happiness, everyone, and a happy weekend ahead xoxo

[Algy is singing the first two verses of the poem Afternoon on a Hill by the 20th century American poet Edna St. Vincent Millay.]

The beautiful day was drawing to a close. Algy found a comfortable spot on some closely-cropped turf and lent back against a large clump of marram grass to catch the last of the afternoon sun. Although there weren’t any flowers in the grass just yet, and he certainly didn’t have a town to return to, the experiences of the day reminded him of the poem Afternoon on a Hill by Edna St. Vincent Millay:

          I will be the gladdest thing
             Under the sun!
          I will touch a hundred flowers
             And not pick one.

          I will look at cliffs and clouds
             With quiet eyes,
          Watch the wind bow down the grass,
             And the grass rise.

          And when lights begin to show
             Up from the town,
          I will mark which must be mine,
             And then start down!