There are occasions on which I find myself working into the wee hours of the morning. The other day bore one such occasion, where I headed to bed only at 3:30am. Since the weather has been so nice, the windows were open to allow the cool summer breezes to blow through. (Summer in Rochester is really marvelous. Just fabulous weather almost all summer long. Almost makes up for the sleet and gray skies from September to May…)
And then, about 3:35am, maybe 3:36, it happened. Just as I was about to drift off to sleep. The birds awoke.