Peripatetic philomaths…focusing on what's really important, eating ethically and cleanly, fermenting, foraging/wildcrafting, practicing herbalism, and being responsible stewards of our land. Sharing our photos, musings, and learnings. Still seeking our tribe.
Singing at 2 a.m…who does that? The mockingbird, of course. I suspect we have a healthy population of them here, based on the nests I’ve come across over the years and the sheer numbers of them I’ve seen at the feeders. Clever creatures, they are. And, when the stillness of night (or the predawn wee hours) reigns, they’re loud.
While I appreciate the mockingbird’s enthusiasm, I do wish it would stick to singing during daylight hours..! 😄
As I sit, sipping my cup of herbal tea and hearing the downpour outside, I wonder why I’m awake at this hour. Perhaps it’s the “unseasonable” (do seasons still exist?) warmth that interrupted my sleep, or thoughts of the day’s upcoming activities…regardless, I’m chagrined to be awake when I should – and need to be – asleep. My tea now finished, I’ll try to resume my slumber, back with the cottony clouds.