All week the alarm goes off at 5:15am. This morning, I wake up before this, pitch black dark outside. The window is open and I feel the cool breeze and hear the traffic in the distance. The light starts to appear through the leaves of the oak tree and I see a bat darting - dancing - flitting in a pattern to pick up his morning airborne equivalent of a starbucks coffee and almond croissant. Blue, the cockerel, calls in the break of day with a few loud hellos to the morning and the world. There is a slight mist hanging in the fields, rose-hips and blackberries in the hedges, not a breath of wind. What a perfect moment. Enjoy your well deserved weekend!