Every Morning

In the middle of the night it is so quiet you can hear the silence. I don’t know how to explain that and I know I sound a bit crazy saying it, but if you’ve ever experienced that sort of quiet you know what I mean! I live in central Pennsylvania. Although there are a few nights that you wish you had air conditioning, believe it or not, it is totally unnecessary. Therefore, our windows are open and the sounds of nature, or lack thereof are constant.

img_20180608_064342907_hdr1321787685.jpgAt dawn, right around five in the morning, one, two, ten then thousands of birds decide to wake up singing. There are so many chirping at the same time that you can barely decipher the different voices. It is like a beautiful symphony. This lasts for a bit more than an hour as the sun awakens the day. I lay in bed listening, sometimes dozing. As quickly as it started, they all quiet down . . . and then the tiniest, yet loudest bird of all, the Warbler begins his solo.

Time for a cup of coffee! Have a great day!

Enjoying the Adventure

Dr. Dink


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Author: Karen "Dink" Urbanski

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8 thoughts on “Every Morning”

  1. Relatives of those same birds have been singing up a storm over at my Mom’s place too lol! I have missed those sounds living in the city. As a kid I loved sleeping by an open window where I could see and hear every sound. I especially enjoyed listening to rain and watching ligtening storms. There is hardly ever a storm in San Diego…boring!

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