The dawn comes up early in Thailand.
The hills take on their misty silhouette and a cooling breeze pushes it’s way through the mosquito screens.
Then suddenly, as though observing a conductors baton the birds twitter and sing in unison,hundreds of them.
Depending on your mood and at what time you found sleep the night before you might call this early morning chorus a God awful din, or the most beautiful sound in the world.
It lasts perhaps eight minutes,then as suddenly as it began it stops.Silence.
A new day has begun.