The birds are twittering and that yesterday's noisy pigeon has gone elsewhere. There is a distant cooing but now there is predominantly twittering and whistling which is very much more pleasant. The flowers on the balcony have attracted a bee or some other buzzing insect.
The morning started grey, now it is sunny.
There are bells in the distance, three. It is a quarter to nine, three quarters of the hour. The neighbours cock is crowing, they keep hens. And there are people talking, and high up on the church there is the scream of a bird of prey. There are many birds about this summer.
It is also quiet and quite boring.
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