and although I love all of the sights of early morning, one of the best things is the sounds of early morning in my neighborhood.
the singing of birds.
the chirping of cicadas.
the hum of a lawnmower.
the laughter of a family as they eat breakfast on their screened porch.
the swish of tires as a bicyclist rides by.
the thump of a newspaper as it hits a front porch.
the peaceful drone of an airplane as it passes overhead.
Yes, I love the sounds of an early morning summer day.
They speak of continuance and of promises.
I wish I could bottle them up to savor on a cold winter day.
Linking today with:
Be Inspired at Common Ground
Pink Saturday at How Sweet The Sound
A Favorite Thing at Mockingbird Hill Cottage