Here is my speech draft.
The other day, I was kind of feeling down and taking a nap in the living room. Then I heard some small sound coming from outside. It was like dry leaves rustling and it kept on and off for some minutes. Sometimes a stray cat comes to have a daytime nap, but It was not likely the sound by a cat. The day after, when I went out of the front door, I had a glance at the garden, and there, it was. A bulbul, ひよどり. So when I feel spring is finally around is when I see some birds, which are not around during writer, come back to my place and move around, chirp, and eat nectar of flowers.