And so he sits …

And so he sits …

… every morning … cooing to his buddies perched in trees and on rooftops, while I’m having my early morning cup of tea in bed before the day begins … (well it has already begun as I’m the first up to do the morning routine in kitchen .. make tea, feed dog, etc) and then I go back to bed 🙂  … and pretend the first bit never happened 🙂 🙂 🙂   I remember my dad used to bring me tea in bed every morning .. he used to put the tea on the bedside table and wiggle my feet to wake me …..  …. long,  long ago 🙂

I love the quietness of the early morning … melodious whistling, cooing and chirping of birds … a frog croaking … the freshness that wafts through the open window … …

Unfortunately we can also hear the faint hum of the cars on the highway quite a distant away as the very early risers make their way to work.  Distances are great here, usually, and to avoid traffic congestion many leave their homes before the birds start their morning calls …..  I’m one of the lucky ones  – didn’t used to be, as for years I worked too and joined the throng of cars … missing out the morning quietness

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