Every morning, I take my dog Zoë out for her morning walk. For the past few months, most of those walks were rather quiet; while I’m sure there are plenty of people up and about at 6:30 in the morning, they’re most likely getting ready for work or staring sleepily into their coffee mugs (hey, I do).
Today, though, the walk wasn’t so quiet; there were lots of birds chirping and singing. In a few months, I’ll be yelling at them to be quiet so I can sleep longer, but for now, I quite liked hearing them. Hurry up, spring.