Come Spring, I enjoy awakening to the sounds of birds chirping their morning greetings. On school days there isn't much time to linger and listen. That's an activity for weekends. On weekends, I almost always awaken at the time I get out of bed during the weekdays but then get to I roll over and fall back asleep to the birds' songs. This weekend we've enjoyed near-perfect sleeping weather. On Sunday morning there was even a light rain to keep me and the birds company.
I live in a small town in a heavily populated state and though I wouldn't say it's loud, there is often the sound of traffic or mowers; of lives being lived. Quiet mornings with only the sounds of nature are always a welcome blessing.