The dawn chorus.

Sleep hits me when the birds start singing.

Might sleep in the garden, might sleep in a tree.

Might sleep.

Might not.

Can I have a coffee yet?

Posted on May 17, 2020, in Uncategorized and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. “The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
    But I have promises to keep,
    And miles to go before I sleep,
    And miles to go before I sleep.”

    You are not alone in your nightly vigils til dawn my darling. xxx

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  2. (thought one was supposed to WAKE when the birds start singing …..)

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