A Thousand Birds
I was reminded this morning before I rose, of those undescribed
ambrosial mornings or summer which I can remember, when a thousand
birds were heard gently twittering and ushering in the light, like
the argument to a new canto of an epic and heroic poem. The serenity,
the infinite promise, of such a morning! The song or twitter of birds
drips from the leaves like dew. Then there was something divine and
immortal in our life, when I have waked up on my couch in the woods
and seen the day dawning, and heard the twittering of the birds.
source: Henry David Thoreau, Journal 1852
image: Eddie Two Hawks, Image Collection, Blackbirds at Sunrise
Eddie Two Hawks 
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