So the early bird not only gets the worm but also the serenade... the reward of starting the day early.
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
This morning I got up about a half hour earlier than usual. It was about six in the morning, just when the sun was barely up, and it was still twilight out side and I ventured into the back porch as I let Ginger out and to my surprise, birds in the tall trees next to my house were singing with all their strength like I had not heard them sing before. Perhaps it was that everything was quiet and noise had not yet awaken when the mockingbird, cardinals, and blue birds were calling to greet each other about the beautiful day before them.