The only sound I could hear as I opened the door to let the cat and Jim into the garden this morning was a singing Robin. It was still dark, save for the blue glow cast by the solar garden lights in the pre dawn darkness. Four a.m., and the last day of earlies for this week. Seven days, and I was now ready for tomorrow’s day off; but today, the routine of getting ready for work.
By 4:45, Jim was leading me to the field, for his morning run. The sky was much brighter now, and I could hear so many more birds, singing along with the Robin. Once off the lead, he ran off to explore the new smells. I watched as he rolled around in the grass, and then dash off again, to see what else attracted his nostrils.
The sun hadn't climbed into view yet, still hidden below the horizon, but the sky all around was confirming its grand entrance. A red cast all along the horizon, spreading upwards, and gradually blending into the blue sky. This was going to be a good day. The birds were confirming this, as I tried to pick them out by their song.
A Great Tit, a couple of Blackbirds exchanging conversation, Sparrows chirping in the bushes, along with a Chaffinch. Crows were lazily flying into the field of short grass, calling as they came, to join the others already there, prodding and probing for something to eat.
I turned a full 180 degrees, and slowly sinking, directly opposite to where the sun would soon announce itself, was a large red faced moon. Like a giant red dinner plate, hovering in the sky. A pair of Mallards flew overhead, to the direction of the lake just up the road. A night on the town maybe?
I called Jim, and we made our way back towards home. We had the street to ourselves, sharing it only with the orchestra of birdsong.
Just ahead, a couple of male Blackbirds were having a minor disagreement over who actually owned the piece of land in front of my house. It was soon settled, as one eventually flew off to the other side of the road. The key turned in the lock, as we stepped inside.
The cat glanced up from her chair, then got back to the business of sleep again, and I got back to the business of going to work.