Waking with the birds
About 4am, the birds begin to sing. Well, one bird, usually, seems to glory in singing up the rest of the world. I don't know what kind it is, this one songbird, or if it is the same one every day, but it starts up well before human senses can detect the coming of day. I wonder if it is the same one that sings down the sun at the end of the day. It's quiet in the house this morning, just the bird outside and the calm and steady fan of this machine. The fridge is blessedly silent. Have you ever... Sign in to see full entry.