Bird Songs
I was up early on Sunday.
Really, really early. So early I found out that light starts to come into the sky (ever so slightly) just after 5:30 a.m.
I pulled into the driveway, stopped the car, and got out. And heard this: Bird songs.
This isn't a word I use often, but it was magnificent. I was surrounded on all sides by bird songs, and it was beautiful.
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