5 a.m. Playa San Miguel Costa Rica
“The morning, which is the most memorable season of the day, is the awakening hour, and for a moment, something awakens which slumbers the rest of the day and night… (Thoreau/Walden)
Dawn – Republic of Panama – Balboa
…it matters not what the clocks say or the attitudes of man.. morning is when I am awake, and there is a dawn in me.” (Thoreau/Walden)
Black Crowned Night Heron and Green Kingfisher
This morning I awakened to the blissful stillness of life on the river, just minutes of latitude south of the equator. The rat-tat-tattling of a lucky kingfisher announced his score on an early-morning breakfast just beyond the deck of the house! Crickets chirped, herons squawked, faraway ibis whimpered and even-further-away ocean waves crashed with the ebbing tide. Humpback whales surely cruised the deeper waters in the distance.
My neighbors the birds
This Man’s Journey/The Island Traveler asks this week, “What makes you feel alive? What inspires you and keeps you motivated?”
When home on the river, I awaken with a profound awareness of nature .
Croaking Ground Doves
Vermilion flycatchers, wrens and finches serenade from the garden landscape while flocks of seagulls, pelicans, ibis, comorants and frigates add a cacophony of ecstatic joy from the river.
A pair of croaking ground doves add their unique melody to the morning’s serenade. All sounds of modern man are removed, and I ponder that I could be awakening a thousand years in the past – or a thousand in the future.