On a morning walk through a fog filled woods,
A cacophony surrounds me:
Deer crashing the underbrush as they silently pass
A canticle of Bird song greets the dawn.
The rustling of flora as it stretches up to the sun
A tandem chittering of squirrels signaling the presence of danger;
The timpanic beat of Tucker's paws on the ground...
I love quiet mornings like these.
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