Just before sunrise, the birds in the garden and nearby ancient woods start singing. It is still dark but as the light slowly drifts across the calm morning sky, it becomes easier to identify the hazy silhouettes of birds moving overhead. One or two crows break the visual stillness, the ends of their wings clipping against each other, briefly, once or twice as they move from one place to another.
Some random notes, or croaks, a line of tune, a duet and before the full light has returned for the day, the morning ensemble has warmed its chords and is in full movement, on time as usual; the dawn chorus.
One music – with deep and shrill sounds interplaying as if musicians competing with each other for their individual pieces.
In the near distance, light is more slowly moving across the garden - a robin or blackbird retaining anonymity for a couple more minutes, in its lack of colour and distorted perspective, takes advantage of the precise time of day and quickly grabs breakfast from a small patch of threadbare grass.
For the #30dayswild post in 2016, Nature Challenge : Wake up with the Birds, click here.