Morning Tweets

There is a point in time, just as the dawn creeps in, that the sounds of the Mother Nature become magical.  Each morning, I delight in waking up to a full-bodied chorus of birds outside the bedroom window, each singing its own tune with a clear, melodic voice.  They remind me of an orchestra warming up before it eventually rises to a grand crescendo.  (I was so impressed that I made a recording, which you can listen to here.)

Then, just as quickly, their songs seem to fade into the near distance as they move on with their day.  They make me smile every time.