Timing is everything and this morning was no different.
Watching as wisps of the morning clouds appeared motionless in the morning light, small flocks of birds began appearing from the valley below.
Only ever in small numbers – sometimes in pairs but never greater than five. It was simply glorious to witness this renewed life soaring into the new day.
And as quickly as it began, it was over. As to when I’ll be standing in the right spot at the right time to witness this again… “mum, how much longer?”