Choreography of bloom

Early: ingénue performed slow reveal. (We think our eyes might be mesmerized whispered your canaries.) You hung suet, feeders, orange halves; brought mealworms, water, fluff. You steeped tea, worked. (Too slow ruminated your oldest cat.)(fcs n grdtns texted your younger cat.)(Too subtle for almost all here said your youngest girl cat from windowsill.)(Tasty said her brother swallowing sunflower caterpillar on tabletop.)(His focus clocked in at thirty seconds said your younger dog from under euonymus.)(What are gradations said your youngest dog.)(Think tiny apples getting bigger echoed your oldest dog.) Anemone moon exits left.