Dealing with morning birds

Before it turned into the middle of July last week, I had been sleeping with a bedroom window cracked open. It had been cool at night, but not too cold, and it was quite refreshing to feel fresh air circulating while I slept.

Then they arrived – the birds. I always forget about the birds. Especially the Robins, who wake up before I do. At around 4:40 a.m. they start blasting their relentless morning chirpiness right into the open bedroom window. How annoying.