Friday, April 08, 2011
The Early Bird... Makes a Hella-Lotta Noise
When the weather's nice, I make a habit of sitting out on my balcony first thing in the morning. The traditional view of early morning is that it's quiet and peaceful. In a sense that's true: in the human world, not much is going on; a few early morning commuters, some cars up on the main drag, maybe here and there somebody pulling a trash can to the curb, but otherwise quiet. But if we shift perspective for a moment and tune in to bird world, oh man! Early morning is crazy time, like the most hyperactive time of day. If we were birds, we'd all be stepping out onto our porches and stoops each morning and, at the top of our lungs, yelling, "Hey, how are you?!" "Good, how are you?!" "Good!" "Hey, got any worms over there?!" "Yeah, you know, we early birds catch them!" "Yeah, I know! Awesome!" "Hey, say 'hi' to Dan for me!" "Okay. Hey, Dan, Frank says 'hi'!" "Really?! Awesome. Okay, tell him I say 'hi' too!" "Okay. Hey, Frank, Dan says 'hi' too!" "Okay, thanks...!" It'd be like that.