Dawn is a favoured time for me.
It heralds the new day and marks the end of the darkness.
Outside I hear the birds chorus
It goes on and on and always with an intensity that suggests something very important is being discussed.
Some morning I get up to watch the sunrise, and against the twittering of birds, I see the sun poke its head over the hill to my east.
Then the kookaburras start, their laughter echoes across the valley as from tree to tree they fly staking their territory for all other birds to marvel at.
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