4:30 a.m. Friday Ides of February
Quiet except for the raucous chatter of a Kookaburra warning the fruit bats in the back garden.
Startled, I realized competition even in the early hours of morning can be disconcerting to the gamer concentrating on the perfect shot.
Why ever am I awake at this hour? Dawn is still fifteen minutes away.
Why is the bird awake at this hour?
His morning slumber may have been interrupted by the nagging quarreling of the winged mammals feeding on tiny orange fruits.
I, too, quieted my tummy with a handful of smoked almonds when I awoke.
No wonder the bird life are asserting their right to be at the top of the food chain -