When the cat's away

Over the weekend, ThingTwo and I slept out in our tent in the back garden. We didn't need the fly sheet and our tent has a mesh roof, so at night we could see the stars. My favourite part was seeing nature unfold at dawn. We miss so much, living inside. First the stars gradually disappear and the sky turns purple. Then birds start flying quietly overhead. Busy on their commutes from roost to... where? Just a few calls at first, then a deluge, the dawn chorus begins. I don't know if I've never listened before or if it is different this year - so much birdsong. The sun takes a long time to make an appearance. The first signs are a few golden leaves in the old yucca tree catching the glancing beams from beyond the horizon. When the sun does rise, so much light flares from the tiniest sliver. The garden is bathed in gold, but then 'dawn goes down to day', and the spectacular is replaced by the familiar. All around the world , nature has been enjoying a human-...