Three species

Morning Birds

The birds are waking up suspiciously before I do lately. They had to have started long before I woke today because there was already that blue twilight that brings to mind the word murky even though the air is clear.

I have long ago decided (so I decide yet again) to refuse to question the words that my brain decides to add to the mix. So murky it is.

Birds (from their calls):

Sorry, three definite bird identifications before full consciousness is all anyone can really ask of me.

And there it is.