An Early Bird

5am and there he goes, Pavarotti, our resident blackbird giving it laldy from the top most twig of the tallest tree across the back.

He never lets up, and has got me wondering what he is going on about at this ungodly hour.

Is he waiting for someone? Like the mower when Juliana comes.

Is he sent to awaken us from our slumber? Make those lockdown days even longer.

Or is he just what he says? A wonderful sign that the days are warming, that our lockdown is easing, and that glorious Summer is just round the corner!

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