Feeling peaceful. Thankful. I was thankful for the peaceful wakening of birdsong.
Being a lakeside Scout camp, the morning chorus was soon disrupted by the roar of bass boats followed by boys yelling "shut up!" at a couple of crows pausing to check out our tents. Then a passing Scout tripped over one of the guy lines on my tent. Time to get up and find the coffee. The morning chorus was over.
Though their experience is different than mine, I trust that the boys also get their own special encounters with nature.
“If a child is to keep alive his inborn sense of wonder, he needs the companionship of at least one adult who can share it, rediscovering with him the joy, excitement, and mystery of the world we live in.” — Rachel Carson