Woke up around five this morning. Nothing new for you real farmers, but I don’t do mornings. Anyways…
One of the reasons I was up so early today is that we were able to sleep with the windows open last night. So not only were we lulled to sleep by the sounds of crickets, peepers and the whip-or-will, but there was a cool breeze blowing. What a wonderful way to end a productive day.
Then this morning, I was awaken by the sounds of our resident Barred Owl chatting with his owl neighbor. A few minutes later I heard the soft pattering of rain on the roof and that wonderful cool breeze came through the windows again carrying the smell of a fresh spring rain.
The precipitation didn’t last but a few minutes and a short while later, the rest of the avian crew were waking up. The whip-or-will gave us a few more chorus lines before turning in for the “night”, and every time the Barred Owl gave a big “whooot”, you could hear the turkeys gobble back.
Cardinals, Robins and a myriad of other songbirds that I can’t identify were belting out their ditties, each seemingly trying to out-twitter the others. Oh, and don’t forget the roosters. Charming as they are, it just isn’t the same waking up to a rooster’s crow. The songbirds will gently nudge you awake, while the roosters just up and belt out a cock-a-doodle-get-the-heak-up-you-lazy-twit and you jolt from your peaceful slumber.I love living out here.