Yesterday I ordered a truck to bring me water,
and they brought it to my village today at three in the morning. Since I had to
get up early anyway I made myself a cup of coffee and enjoyed a silence of the
night in front of my house.
Actually even the night has its’ own sounds.
Night birds are especially loud with their piercing sounds. Sometimes some frogs and
neighbors’ roosters, which have no sense of time and you can hear them even at
night, join to help the birds with their voices.
At the same moment when you
sense the night falling in to the day, night birds go silent and leave the
stage for the day time birds. Slowly my little feathered friends begin their
own concert. I think there must be a million different birds around our
village. Everyone is different color and size than the other and each has its
own distinctive sound. Especially in the morning the concert they make sounds
like a natures’ anthem. 
In the evening a bat announces the coming of night
birds by flying to the same spot every night. Last year we had a very special
little bat that was pink, and he always flew around the dining room in the
restaurant after every one finished their meal. This year he was replaced by
another bat which we named Browny.
As you can see I really enjoy in birds and
their singing and also watching their various colors and sizes.
