4:05 AM
That's when the first bird sang this morning, and for about half an hour, it sang alone until a couple of other voices roused--crickets, I think. There was a car, then a while later, another, and now, 40 minutes later I begin to hear the distant highway and a small truck powers on past the house. There are more birds, too, farther off. This is the prize for waking up at 4:05 AM. To my eyes, the sky has not yet begun to brighten. It's expected to get into the 80s today, actually summer-hot and... Sign in to see full entry.