By Zoe Merrill
I'm always woken up by the bird's morning songs who live in our shelter belt. They wake me up at 4:14 every morning. It's still dark out!
It always starts with one song, probably the same early riser, but she is joined quickly as they sing out to each other. Some mornings I cuss at them, because I hear nothing but noise as they all sing with their own voices. Clearly not in harmony.
I try to roll over and shut it out, sometimes successfully, but it can't be a deep sleep, because it just continues. And then.... there are the mornings when it sounds like a symphony! I wake to incr...
