Saturday, June 24, 2006

5.30am and ...

It all begins around 5.30am here in Antwerp.

I'm not sure what wakes me first ... the Turtle Doves or Pigeons cooing on the balcony where I feed them during the day, or the mosquito. There's usually just one mosquito but surely that's all it takes to wake a village.

Instruments of torture, with their distinctive whine ... too small to focus on with eyes still needing sleep. And then, on these hot summer mornings, you become aware of the fact that even a sheet is too warm ...

You're beyond ignoring the mosquito but you can't deal with it without getting up and now you're awake you realise the bite on your left hand is already throbbing and there may be a bite on your right foot too.

5.30am and the birds are out there doing their thing. The Turtle Doves, along with a Magpie, a Pigeon and 2 Jackdaws are drawing up ownership lines. The sun is just rising and the little forest below your window is alive with birdsong ... you can already hear the motorway hum a few kilometres away.

A coffee with toast may repair things, you doubt it but at 5.46am you really have nothing to lose ...

2 comments:

Judy said...

5 am this morning : same reasons. I really love the dutch word : slaapdronken. It describes me so well at that time.

woman wandering said...

Slaapdronken ... lol yes. But I'm all vibrant and alive for a while then need a siesta later in the day.