High Temperature: 73F Low Temperature: 57F Sunrise: 6:13 am Sunset: 8:32 pm Humidity: 73% Wind: nw 11 mph Chance of Rain: 10%
Sometime during the night, perhaps towards dawn, the crickets' scratchy fiddling stops, the throaty calls of the tree frogs cease, and it is truly quiet. It doesn't last long, however. Before the first hints of light bloom in the eastern sky, a lone bird wakes and picks up his tune where he left off the day before. He's a solo artist for a time, then others - far off in the distance - reply, join in.
As the sun rises, the sounds increase. A jay complains, a crow screams an alarm to his mates, two hummingbirds squabble over sugar water. The painted bunting sits on his favorite wire and belts out his cheery tune. (How does a bird so small have a voice so big?) There is the quiet chatter of a family of bluebirds as they discuss their plans for the day. A cardinal shows off his bright red breast and his bright morning song from the top of a tree: calling all ladies! And the flashy mockingbird boasts his complex medley of impressions while performing aerobatics atop the telephone pole.