Summer-time, garden-time, tea-time, naughty-time…

“Wow, so much green and look at those beautiful flowers!” “Little bird, don’t be so romantic. We prefer to have a closer look at that cake. It  looks delicious, maybe we can have some. What do you think Duvel?” “Naughty Bird, keep on dreaming. The boss told me to stay away from it. She will be back in no time and I will not take the blame if anything happens to it. She might even bring me one of those dried sausages, which I will definitely not get when you mess with her cake!” “Come on Duvel, we are birds. We are supposed to steal food, we will only eat a few crumbs!” Summer-time, garden-time, tea-time, naughty-time…