The weather has been so warm, I’ve left my windows open at night.
This morning, at 3 in the morning (I checked), a cardinal sat on my window sill and let forth with glorious song for the next 53 minutes (I checked that also).
It was very disconcerting. Oh, not the noise; or being woken up out of an exhausted sleep, well aware that I must be up no later than 6 in order to meet this day’s tasks.
No it was the strange feeling I experienced, made up of equal parts charmed delight and murderous rage.