Night and Day.

The dawn breaks silently except for the squall and chirp of the birds who predict it’s awakening, of a new day. The breath of the night covers the grass in a dewy glistening carpet.

The darkness lifts slowly as if a blackout curtain being pulled back a bit at a time to slowly reveal the stark light of the day. That now awakens us and all that inhabit it. The curtain revealing flowers that sway side to side as if nodding to say good morning.

Hedgerows that line against the skyline defining its very existence. The light of day grinning and winking - at the fading night. The line of ants that start their day busily and with purpose as time is precious.

The tall branches on our trees flailing around as if to stretch after their nights sleep. The light getting stronger as I sip my morning tea at my back door - in total awe. I have been privy to night and day and all it's little wonders.