May 4, 2013

Birdsong on a damp dawn

The warm mug of tea cradled in my hands and the cool moisture in the spring air fight to be the most enjoyable part of the morning. The chattering birdsong echoing between the houses is a contender, too.  The neighborhood is still asleep, with only a few souls awake and beginning the day.  Sleeping in is glorious, but there's serenity in the early morning.

1 comment:

juyeon said...

"spring air"... yes, I truly hope this is the beginning of spring and not a time travel back to winter. Despite my affection for cooler seasons, I think it's time for spring to knock on the door... :)