Yesteryear

Twittering Rainstorms

What is about a rainstorm that keeps the birds twittering all night long?

The night sky burst open last night in a delicious downpour, cooling down the nights air just enough to make it gloriously wonderful to sleep with the window open and the covers thrown off. As I snuggled next to Hugin all I could think was, 'at last I'll get a refreshing night's sleep that doesn't include fighting with the covers in the middle of the night.' We zonked out in blissful coolness and three hours later I was woken by the sound of loud chirpings outside the window. At first I thought I was dreaming, and then after gaining groggy consciousness I realized that no, I was in fact awake and the twitters were real. Some silly bird had taken up residence in the tree by our window and was serenading the rain with zeal. GAH! Hoping that the bird would tire of his warbling I buried my head under the pillow praying that the song would end soon. No such luck, the bird/s [I am not sure if a replacement stopped by] sang till dawn and then continued on. I believe it was around 7:00 when my body could no longer sustain the grumbling of my mind that it promptly shut down and embraced sleep. I awoke two hours later, groggy and uncoordinated, to Hugin moving silently about the room as he readied himself for work. After seeing him off, to bed I retired in hopes of gaining some more shuteye, but with not much success the birds are still out there calling in the rain.